So much ~ma, sj. It is just cruel the hoops we have to jump through for medical needs.
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Steph, I actually was thinking about not-son yesterday. Thank you for updating about him. FYI the local winter shelters are open, and CRC has announced that they are open to all as day shelters right now given the weather conditions. In case you need a safe referral.
FYI the local winter shelters are open
Thank god. This weather is ridiculous. I'm fine with letting not!son crash here until the weekend, since the weather is going to go back up into the 40s then. But using us as a crash space whenever it dips below freezing is not a viable ongoing solution. Though he already nixed going to a shelter back in October. I wonder if he would change his tune now?
Ugh Steph, I feel for you. I totally understand why you are letting not-son crash there during the cold spell. Cold wave? Why does heat hit in a wave and cold comes as a spell?
sj, lots of supplies~ma for you.
With a side of Insurance Company making your life easier instead of harder-ma.
Not!son decided to go back to his car last night. I don't think it got into the negative temperatures last night, but it's still well below freezing. But, you know, his choice. We fed him dinner and then Tim took him back to his car. As far as I know, he didn't freeze to death overnight.
And speaking of freezing, our Horrible Abusive Neighbor Mom who lives across the street just screamed profanity and insults at her 8-year-old son and scared him so badly that he ran down the street in a short-sleeved shirt and pants (no coat) in 25-degree weather to get away from her.
I feel like I need to call Child Protective Services about her. Considering what she's willing to do in front of her neighbors, and the lengths I've witnessed her son go to in order to stay out of arm's reach of her, I think the assumption that she is much worse behind closed doors isn't wrong.
And this shit triggers me so badly. In the actual meaning of the word, not "oh, it bums me out to hear her yell," but actual flashbacks and panic attacks.
Please do so. Your reports from the neighbor are really heart breaking.