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Right now I'm thinking of a poem passed among the parents of disabled kids, basically it's about planning to go to Holland and ending up in Italy...an analogy for planning the normal pregnancy and parenthood and ending up somewhere you certainly didn't expect...new language to learn, a whole different world to navigate.
I wanted to go to Holland, I wound up in Afganistan possibly? Okay I can still find humor in something...I'm not too far gone...yet<<<shudder>>>
Up to now my husband-late 50's-has supported us working two jobs. I work part time, in this economy full time is hard to come by. I'm trying to cobble two part time jobs into one full time but even that isn't enough for me to support us on my own...even three part time jobs...our taxes are obscene.
The house is paid for, it belonged to my in-laws, both deceased. The house itself should by all respects be condemned but the land/location would be saleable, if not for the zillions of other for sale signs in the neighborhood. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
My husband is overweight, overworked...aren't we all? He has sciatica at the moment. It's not life threatening but he can barely move around. One of his jobs requires distance driving and heavy lifting, the other being on his feet for long hours as a chef. In maybe thirty years he has been off a handful of days.
Since this problem began it's been a little more than a week, and how much longer I don't know. Now I have to consider the very real question of caring for him, my daughter who is on the autism spectrum and a grown son who can contribute income but not enough to keep us afloat even with my paycheck added.
I'm trying to think of safety nets, disability, SSI...I don't know where to begin, what to research first...I can't panic...I don't have time to panic...but yes I am petrified...where would YOU begin?????