My Hospice Care is DIY because, well, Kamala didn't get elected, she had a plan to hire more caregivers with better pay and training; now it's just another program that exists on paper. I can feel myself dying as I get up and do everything it takes to keep my home clean with no help from anyone, getting weaker every day. What really scares me is in this HUD run senior building, they keep finding dead bodies of old people like me who die in their apartments and nobody notices until the smell gets bad. Or EMTs show up and take them to hospital never to be heard from again. I am really scared that that's how I'm going to end up in a few months or years or so. At least by blogging the experience as I have it, someone will eventually know. I have two adult children. Where are they?
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