Strong words, and I stand by them 100%
Mom has Congestive Heart Failure, it seems, and one of the main contributing factors to a worsening condition, is undu STRESS & WORRY.
The INABILITY of BCS to properly administer it’s operation, by insuring that it keeps to it’s schedule of workers, leads DIRECTLY to unnecessary stress to my mother, who is 93 years old. Each and every day, and night, Mom asks me.. who is coming tomorrow?
The schedule will say either Tracy or Yvette, right up until I last check it at night (usually around 8pm to 10pm) and will further check throughout the entire day. In addition, when I wake up, even before that first cup of coffee, I am accessing the online schedule at BCS, to see WHO is scheduled.
Nine out of Ten times, the schedule will continue to show the regular worker, until around 8:30am, when it magically becomes either UNFILLED or ALTERED.
This isn’t every day, sometimes no more than once per schedule, but never on any consistent day. In other words, it can happen on a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, etc. or for multiple days.
There are times when the schedule will change after 8pm or even in mid afternoon. It has no rhyme or reason to it, it simply gets changed. I mean what, a scheduled worker suddenly gets sick at 3pm, or at 8pm? (when next I see the worker, it turns out they weren’t sick, 99% of the time)
This PLAYING with the schedule, leads to a constant state of uncertainty & distress for both of us, Mother & myself. I needlessly spend time checking the schedule, when I should be doing other things, like trying to earn a living or doing dishes, laundry, or even just having a moment’s peace.
Changes result in disruption of routine, such as breakfast. Like today, the scheduled worker had nothing booked from 8am to 9am, and suddenly was put on a job, at the last minute, resulting in her arrival here to be delayed from 9am until 9:30am.
Not a big deal? WRONG!
Today was my sleep in day, so the wife, David was up and looking after mom. He can’t change her, nor does he even know how. So Mom was worried, and sitting up, waiting for Yvette.
Thing is, she had voided during the night, the bathsheet under her body was wet, but she wasn’t going to let David know. Instead she worried, that some stranger was coming, WHILE SITTING IN HER OWN URINE.
It meant I had to get up, to find out first off, what was going on with the worker. The schedule it seems, was altered to show Yvette coming at 9:30, which was good news. It at least consoled Mom that a stranger wasn’t coming. Then, because it was close to that time, as checking schedules, waking up, takes a bit of time, she still had to sit in the soaked towel and soaker pad.
I am one person, can’t do two things at once. First priority was to calm her nerves, to reassure her that everything was under control. By the time it came to get her off the bed, Yvette was out front.
Then comes the alteration to her routine. Instead of being nearly ready for her breakfast & morning pills, the day is just beginning for her. Her nerves are worked up, her strength is zapped, and an already tired body, is more tired. In other words, she is weak, exhausted before the day has even fully begun for her. It leaves her weak & vulnerable, to the day’s annoyances & problems, like getting up & going to the bathroom.
It doesn’t get better, because everything is pushed back due to the changes. Not just breakfast, but her lunch, then dinner. My routine of dishes & laundry gets pushed back, which means my entire schedule is altered. In addition, I lose that added half hour, when I could be working, could be stealing a moment’s peace. Time lost, is never regained.
Nor does it end with just a disruption of routine. Now my attention has to focus even more, on Mom. I have to watch for those tell tale signs, of her wearing out. She becomes a bit disorientated, and so her walking gets slower, more deliberate. That in turn means I have to go with her, stand closer in case she stumbles, which happens with more frequency, on these days.
Her breathing can become more labored, more shallow, all because Beacon Community Services can not properly manage its own workers, so that it can properly service its Patient load.
AND VIHA IS TO BLAME.
By their unwillingness to monitor BCS, they allow for these disruptions, this incompetency, to occur. They do not monitor, or do random checks, so therefore there is no checks in place, to aid in rectifying this issue. Hell, they don’t check for anything, not even to insure that those workers being sent into our homes, are actually trained. They just accept BCSs word that is the case, and I can tell you, IT IS NOT THE CASE.
