I got a bullshit email back from the director of Cedar Ridge about "making some changes after the storm in February." Here's the email I sent back:
"I have a general blanket email from you in February about the storm damage & having to “make some changes”. I have nothing specific that said my mom was in a new room. Louise called me yesterday after I left and said she found the pictures - though I do not know if the photo of my dad & me is still taped to the back of the treehouse painting. They were shoved in her closet. Am I to understand that you moved her in February, but the two things that may bring her some familiarity and comfort have been shoved in the back of her closet since then?
Please let me explain something to you. I walked in yesterday to visit my mom. I walked to room number 33. My mom’s name was no longer on the door. My mom’s picture was not there. Can you possibly understand the momentary panic I felt at seeing that? Louise then told me she was in a new room. I went to her new room, and the pictures of my dad and the treehouse were gone. These have meaning. There are so many things that have disappeared since my mom has been there - clothes, jewelry, her gold pineapple lamp, who knows what else. People have said, “Well, you shouldn’t leave anything that you expect to get back,” (which is shitty in and of itself). But you know what? It’s my mom I don’t expect to get back. But the things like my dad’s photo and the treehouse picture - they have meaning, and I expect to get them back. In the meantime, I want her to have something. Louise said she asked Curtis to hang them in her room. Please see if the photo is taped to the back of the treehouse picture. And please let me know when they’ve been hung.
There is no certainty with my mom. Every time the phone rings from Cedar Ridge or from hospice, I wonder if it’s “the call”. The reason I have my mom there, with you, is to provide some semblance of certainty. I have asked you so many times to please communicate with me. We have had actual in-person meetings about this - through Hunter, and Marcie, and you - over the years. I don’t think we need to have another one. You know how I feel.
I appreciate that it has been a difficult year and a half for you all at Cedar Ridge. It’s been a difficult year and a half for ALL of us.
Warm regards, ~ Elle
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