Yesterday my mother had her appointment. The bus arrived as ordered, and though the driver claimed that they had no record of my mother being in a wheelchair, despite my mad dash on Friday to measure and weigh the thing and call it in to OCTA (by then closed, so it was left admittedly on an answering machine), the company apparently did not have this information. Also, I had completely forgotten to get my poor chilly mother a coat from the house. After she broke her leg, she could not wear any of her clothes because they were all pants that hugged her legs too much, and this wasn't possible because of the leg stabilizer. There was only one pair of loose, lightweight, flowing pants, so I madly dashed to the store last week and bought about 5 dresses and pairs of shorts. In fact, I have another in my car, but she is always cold, and the caregiver did not pack sweaters or long sleeve tops because she was sure they would put her in a gown, and she said things are always stolen from those places anyway. She has only one longsleeve nightgown, so they dress her in it and the pants every day.
She was outside waiting and waiting on the ride home for the bus 45 minutes, freezing.
I don't know what to do. I don't have time to shop. I worried myself sleepless over it all night long.