A friend of mine asked me what was happening with my mom at the beginning of February. Here is the reply I sent him: It’s a long story. Something happened to her brain, but it wasn’t a stroke. They’re not really sure. She’s been having memory problems for about two years, but I just was […]
I tried calling the common room at the Halifax Hospital Psychiatric Unit, since that seemed to give me the best chance of getting someone who could get mom on the phone. The line just rang and rang for a solid minute, and then someone clearly picked up the telephone and just started randomly hitting buttons […]
My wife asked me to send her the phone numbers I had for the hospital, because she wanted to attempt to speak to my mother. Here is the email I sent her: Dear [name redacted], The “common room” is the day room where mom can talk on the phone. She’s almost never there by default, […]
I called Stewart-Marchman and Julie answered the phone. I asked if I could talk to my mom and she put me on hold for ten full minutes. Then I heard ringing on the other end of the line, and a tech answered and said he’d bring mom to the phone. A few minutes later Nurse […]
I called the Halifax Hospital Psychiatric Unit and left a message for Connie Wade.
I called the Halifax Hospital Psychiatric Unit to talk to mom, and an unidentified man answered the phone. He told me he would get her, and then put the phone down on a table or desk or something. For ten minutes — I timed it on my iPhone — I listened to the sounds of […]
I called to try to talk to mom in her room at the Halifax Hospital Psychiatric Unit. A “tech” named Wayne told me that she was asleep and I should try calling again at nine o’clock (Eastern time).
I called Stephanie P. at Halifax Hospital because there was no return address on the Guardian Advocate test I was sent, so I had no way to know where I was supposed to send the completed test. She gave me the address and I mailed it to her along with a cover letter. Stephanie told […]
I completed the ridiculous Guardian Advocate “test” that I was sent by Stephanie P. at Halifax Hospital. The test was a single piece of paper with about a dozen questions on it. I was also sent a booklet detailing everything you could ever want to know about being a Guardian Advocate. Scattered throughout the book […]
Incredibly I was able to talk to mom for about fifteen minutes this afternoon. She was scared out of her mind, scared to pieces, really. But we did talk — about my son (her first grandson), about the Super Bowl, about how scary a place Stewart-Marchman was, etc. Maybe she is going to pull out […]