Get Well StarryNightin64

Not sure which is worse....
Dealing with the heat inside the house (feels like 97 outside and more like 110 inside)
Or dealing with the harder shoulder pain that's popped up in a new area since they started me on weight training machines Friday.
Been packed in ice most the day trying to sleep thru it.
Thank God for pain meds and CBD oil / canna caps.

Not sure if I'll do the parade tomorrow. I may just hang out with Fire Rescue before they bring up the end of the parade. The parade lines up here by my house around the park next door.

Hi Starry, hope you feeling better - and get to enjoy the 4th!
 
Hi Starry, hope you feeling better - and get to enjoy the 4th!

I'm lucky in that I only live a few blocks from the beach. Here they shoot off our fireworks from the fishing pier. I can watch them from the front yard instead of getting stuck in traffic and people at the beach.

Our parade starts at 6 pm. I will probably just walk the line up & say Hi to friends who work the fire & police departments.
 
Well Sunday my slumlords / landlords (old roomies) stopped by to see the new roof & get the rent late. Then they announced that I have 6 months and I need to be gone. They are selling the house. They pushed me into signing a new lease for the 6 months. They thought since I was on Medicare that I could just get on a waiting list like their moms did and get into a low income housing place in a couple months. What they didn't take into consideration is that I am only 52 not 70 - 80 like their moms. Even the 55 plus places will not talk to me cause I am too young.

I am the crack in the system. I can't have any help food stamp wise because my check is $26 over the line. My 401k & most my savings are gone from the 3 years I had to wait for Medicare medical to start... yes I was approved disabled enough for disability but not allowed any medical help or food stamps due to that $26 a month. The HUG & Sec 8 housing lists are over 5 years long and thousands of people deep. I called one of the Congressmen I help out occasionally but even the staff there doesn't think there is anything they can do to help. They are making some calls but it doesn't look good.

I can't move home. Last year for the first time in 15 years I went for 2 weeks to help my mom when my aunt died. My name was Jesus Christ Michelle and everything was my fault until my dad fell asleep each night. I just can't go back into that abuse again.

This has been a morning I can't stop crying. Between the shoulder pain still from PT, the heat (inside it runs over 100 degrees each day even with the fans running) and now this stress of knowing I've lost my home. I've lived here half my life... I can't take too much more stress at this point. I wish there was a simple answer but it's not like I can go fund me a new life ya know? :eek: :(
 
Jeez.....that SUCKS! What about the new owners? Are they moving in or using it for income property? Talk to them and let them know what a great renter you are! :kiss:
 
Well Sunday my slumlords / landlords (old roomies) stopped by to see the new roof & get the rent late. Then they announced that I have 6 months and I need to be gone. .....

This has been a morning I can't stop crying. Between the shoulder pain still from PT, the heat (inside it runs over 100 degrees each day even with the fans running) and now this stress of knowing I've lost my home. I've lived here half my life... I can't take too much more stress at this point. I wish there was a simple answer but it's not like I can go fund me a new life ya know? :eek: :(

Wow - So sorry to hear this Starry. You do so much for so many people. You need to spread the word and talk about this tragedy. Someone you come into contact with has to be aware of something. At least you have 180 days and not 30.
 
I am so sorry you now have the stress of finding a new place to live on top of everything else you have been dealing with. (((((((hugs)))))) :rose:
 
Jeez.....that SUCKS! What about the new owners? Are they moving in or using it for income property? Talk to them and let them know what a great renter you are! :kiss:

No new owners yet. I got 6 months to get out. Once I'm out the current landlords will finally gut this side and do all the repairs they refused to do the last 25 years. 2 months ago they finally gave me a new toilet. One that's not cracked and leaking. They have structural repairs on my side of the house and tons of things not even close to code that need done here.

If I had ever turned them in I'd have been removed. This side condemned and they'd have had local, state and federal fines.
 
Thanks everyone. Yesterday was all over the place. 4am I got into a crying jag. Then managed to get dressed to go to the PCP's office to have a letter from Medicare scanned in. They finally decided now was not the time to review if I'm still handicapped or not. So at least I don't have to worry about them kicking me out right now. I'm not sure how many new body parts it takes to be removed from the review list. Hell maybe there is a new body fairy and I just didn't know it.

Last night I picked up my 93 year old WWII Wave friend at the Tampa airport. OMG was she pissed over everything, Medicare's crap and the landlords too. She's more aware of what's out there on senior housing. Over dinner she thought a mobile home might be a good option. She has a real estate lady who apparently worked with her before when she got her little condo. miss V was going to call her to see what was out there for options.

I feel better with her home. People just can't tell her NO. So it make take her help to get someone to step up to help.
 
Wow - So sorry to hear this Starry. You do so much for so many people. You need to spread the word and talk about this tragedy. Someone you come into contact with has to be aware of something. At least you have 180 days and not 30.
I stopped at the cemetery on Monday. One of the guys there had the same thing happen Sunday but he only got 30 days.

I am so sorry you now have the stress of finding a new place to live on top of everything else you have been dealing with. (((((((hugs)))))) :rose:

Thanks for the hugs. I honestly don't know how much more I can handle. At least I don't have to worry about Medicare cutting me off right now. I could sure use a break in the heat and the pain. 4am I got hit with a crying jag just from trying to take a cold shower and it was the same temp as my sweaty body. And then it just went on from there for a few hours. I don't cry much but once it hits, it's ugly.
 
Figuring things out. It appears that the eejit up front has been threatening to turn the landlords in on all the code and health violations if they don't do what he wants done NOW.

So the new roof after 25 years, his AC fixed on the same day, suddenly 2months ago I get a new toilet not cracked and leaking after 25 years and then we're told be out in 6 months. When they were making me sign the new lease (with no time to read it) they were so nervous they signed my copy in the wrong area. Then when they found out I can't just get into a new place like their moms did on Medicare due to my age. Then they were offering to help me with first, last security deposits and an electronic deposit. Plus if I haven't found anything after the guys up front are gone they offered to move me up there while they gut back here and do all the repairs they should have the past 25 years.

I don't think they are selling. I think they are trying to cover their asses, avoided all the local, state and federal violations, fix this up and get in new better people for more rent.

Still screws me. And I really don't feel like I can trust them to actually help me like they said they would... After all no one heard them say it but me.
 
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Update

I talked to Humana and my awesome rep who helped me get rolled over to an HMO to be able to afford shoulder surgery got me into the SNP program, (special needs patient) due to all the new parts and ortho damage. They were supposed to have assigned me a case manager but some how the system missed me since I was a shift from PPO world. So I called a couple times and they did a phone interview on Thursday. They are assigning me a nurse / case manager who will come out to visit and document everything. Then they have access to social workers who may be able to open some doors I can't alone. This may be a good thing for me and it might be a very ugly thing for the slum lords.

I also am tired of dealing with a so called nosey friend who is a neighbor. She thinks of herself as a "picker" and tried to get her hands in my stuff before surgery. There were a couple things she "borrowed" that I know I'm never going to see again. This is the same woman who showed up here with her son about an hour after I got home from surgery. Seriously I need to rest and sleep and I'm gonna leave them loose in here??? I wasn't aware I looked that stupid. Anyway she's back to trying to get in here and I keep shutting her down. No matter how much help I might need, her grabbing stuff to try and sell to help me is more in her favor. I can do it alone for that price.

I see my PCP on Tuesday to get my pain meds shifted back from the ortho. Document the on going pain issues, the stress from the heat and housing issues plus the continued weight drop. I see the ortho the 23rd so we will see if there is more of a reason on why the pain still is hitting harder then I expect in the 3 areas they worked on in the left shoulder.

Sorting, dumping, recycling and selling my stuff has been slow but I am making progress. I'm working on keeping my nerves from being shot. The crying jags and panic attacks are down this past week and are just when I get over whelmed by all of it at once.
 
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Starry, you might have to take out a restraining order on your neighbor.

One of my "friends" from high school tried to get in my business. We were enjoying an outdoor concert with other high school friends. She asked me how I was doing and I answered that I was okay, but I wouldn't talk about my health. Later we went to the Bistro and she had the nerve to ask about my last visit to my oncologist! That along with other things made me cut the cord. She asked several people if they knew why. She even left me a message asking. We ended up at the same table at the Bistro for a concert. I was polite; almost as if nothing had happened.
 
Starry, you might have to take out a restraining order on your neighbor.

One of my "friends" from high school tried to get in my business. We were enjoying an outdoor concert with other high school friends. She asked me how I was doing and I answered that I was okay, but I wouldn't talk about my health. Later we went to the Bistro and she had the nerve to ask about my last visit to my oncologist! That along with other things made me cut the cord. She asked several people if they knew why. She even left me a message asking. We ended up at the same table at the Bistro for a concert. I was polite; almost as if nothing had happened.

OK that's just nasty about that lady sticking her nose into your business.

If this one gets too bad I'll have one of my local cops talk to her or her partner.
 
The Suckage from yesterday was huge.

Only 1 more PT session next week then done until my ortho says more.

The nurse they sent out was here when I got the text on one of my dearest friends I'd known for 23 years had died. I knew since she was in the middle of her interview when I glanced and saw the text. But I didn't know when, where, how, etc. And the text from someone who doesn't pull jokes like that. Then the nurse the nerve to lecture me my blood pressure was high. Seriously?? After that news??? I told her it wasn't a normal issue and she could call my PCP to verify but I had just got hit with that kind of news... How would her blood pressure be??? :rolleyes: So thank God she isn't my case manager. Because I don't think she even knew half of what I do about her own company and their services... And she didn't want to.

Thankfully I ended the evening working with several of my first responders here by my house for the Night Out where the public could meet them, see demos of what they do. I got to be quasi PD and helped by making sure the teams were hydrated and had breaks to go snag food. It kept me too busy to wallow into crying about my friend. Plus I was able to catch up with my community officers to let them know that I'll have no where to live in December.
 
The Suckage from yesterday was huge.

Only 1 more PT session next week then done until my ortho says more.

The nurse they sent out was here when I got the text on one of my dearest friends I'd known for 23 years had died. I knew since she was in the middle of her interview when I glanced and saw the text. But I didn't know when, where, how, etc. And the text from someone who doesn't pull jokes like that. Then the nurse the nerve to lecture me my blood pressure was high. Seriously?? After that news??? I told her it wasn't a normal issue and she could call my PCP to verify but I had just got hit with that kind of news... How would her blood pressure be??? :rolleyes: So thank God she isn't my case manager. Because I don't think she even knew half of what I do about her own company and their services... And she didn't want to.

Thankfully I ended the evening working with several of my first responders here by my house for the Night Out where the public could meet them, see demos of what they do. I got to be quasi PD and helped by making sure the teams were hydrated and had breaks to go snag food. It kept me too busy to wallow into crying about my friend. Plus I was able to catch up with my community officers to let them know that I'll have no where to live in December.
Starry I am sorry to hear about your friend. It seems you keep getting hit by one thing after another. You are overdo for some good breaks.
It is good that you are so strong and such a fighter. I know you will just keep pushing on.
I hope the future does a turn around and only good things come to you.:rose::rose::kiss:
 
Thanks. Thursday was mind numbing but I worked a first responder event helping get bottles of cold water to all the first responders working. That night and Friday I got to talk to a couple friends who knew how close we once were but that was 23 years ago. He made his choices and friend zoned me, went for the blond with the fancy job who used him, made him her house boy and then dumped his ass for an obscenly wealthy, slick, professional guy cause she was tired of working and wanted a different lifestyle. After that he was all party central with his life. He never stopped running from one thing to another until he died I his sleep Thursday.

These days I was barely a party of his life. He kept me around to just reach out by PM on Facebook where he kept tabs on me. I'm just horrified that other then telling him happy birthday, my last conversation with him had been a quick question.... Are you ok? Back end of April I sent that cause something was just off. He said he was absolutely fine and now he's dead.
 
I hope things are doing better today... I hope you find something to smile about and some good news for a change.
 
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