So, here’s where we are- I’ve been in Hudson since February 1st and in that time, we have been back in the hospital three more times, secured (at least for the time being!) a place to live, all while navigating through umpteen phone calls and appointments, argued with a couple doctors and nurses (but otherwise enjoying blissfully competent healthcare!), fulfilled all the required documentation for his Medicaid, and moving forward with his treatment. We are still jumping through hoops with his disability, but thankfully his caseworker has proven to be a godsend.
And somehow, during this time, I have managed to submit over 40 job applications, online and in person, as well as two temp agencies. The job hunting process has not been limited to filling out numerous questionnaires and documents; I have also honed my skills at stalking management at several of the lucky recipients in my search and it has finally paid off. As of last week, I am a part-time bakery associate at the local Winn-Dixie.
Throughout this entire adventure the thing that keeps coming back to me again and again is the love and support we have received, not only from our family and friends, but from many who we have never even met.