Today my daughter was officially homeless as of 1 pm when her eviction went to court. We had almost everything loaded up into my van by then. Her boyfriend had found a bunch of copper wire in his dumpster diving that he stripped and sold for a hundred dollars and rented them a hotel room for tonight. After renting the room and getting heroin for the day they had twenty dollars left so I know I will likely be moving them somewhere again tomorrow.
It breaks my heart that I can’t bring her home with me but I just can’t expose my household, especially my five year old granddaughter, to CA MRSA. Jami wears light summer clothing now that it is hot and I can see the tiny boils all over her exposed skin and I know Kirk has as many but they are harder to see because his skin is a little darker and a lot of it covered in tattoos. I talked to Jami a little bit today about keeping the boils covered with tea tree oil soaked bandages and she said that she would try it but I’m not too sure she will do it or be more careful with it. She says that they take very good care of their MRSA except for not getting antibiotics but I don’t see any special soaps or anything around to fight it except the tea tree oil I gave them that they haven’t tried yet.
This month I am getting a settlement from SSI that I planned to set myself up with but I think I am going to set up something for Jami instead and take dare of her MRSA with it. Mostly because my middle daughter told my disability judge about me having an addicted daughter, and that she, Jeanette, was afraid I would “blow” all my money on trying to save Jami, Jeanette was appointed my guardian and Payee to control how I spent my settlement money but this month I was given back the right to manage my own money and I have decided. I am going to “blow” it to try to save Jami’s life. I’m gong to put her in a room for rent her in Omaha where I can get some of her medical needs paid for by the state and county and get rid of the MRSA whether she gets off of the heroin of not, whether she gives up her boyfriend or not. I don’t think I could face myself as person or as a mother if I didn’t. I still get my monthly disability and can and will survive. Maybe there will be some money left for me to do something to better my own life but right now there is no better life for me with my daughter dying. They won’t be able to afford the hotel much longer if they can even get together another night’s fee. I will force her in this way to move to Omaha, she currently lives across the Iowa border in Council Bluffs, and I don’t know Iowa well enough to help her and it is getting to be too much to drive there every day.
Rhoda has a plan, folks, and she’s gonna make it work dammit!!!!! P.S. God willing!