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 So.  This is challenging.  Bob has a golf tournament next Wednesday, but his Wednesday PSW doesn't start until after nine, and he wants to be there for fine.  He asked Wednesday's PSW to switch with his Thursday's PSW and come earlier, which they both agreed to, but then I reminded him that our cleaning lady is Thursday at 9, so getting showered and dressed at 9:30 will be awkward.  More negotiating and plans B and C were created.

I suggested, not sarcastically, that perhaps instead of having three service people change their schedules to accommodate him, that he either go late or not volunteer at the event.  This, of course, is not being considered - they NEED him (they do not) and he's signed up.

I can only imagine how many people will look at him next Wednesday and think, "geez, what a good guy" volunteering, in his wheelchair, out in the hot sun or cold rain or whatever the weather is like - and give not a thought to the two PSWs and cleaning lady that had to accommodate and the wife, who is endlessly receiving phone calls and messages and trying to make it all work as she works.

I would like to move past suggestion and actually call this nonsense off - but god forbid that he misses out on anything.  

I wonder if he'll be home in time to host his AA book study, the one I'm not allowed in the house for, and have to find somewhere to be each Wednesday evening.  

I should go - Bob's bus is due in three minutes and I told him less chatter today with the PSW to make it and not keep the driver waiting. He's been ready to go for about five minutes, and is chattering away to the PSW, without his phone in his hand to alert him to if the driver is near.  I can hear the back up sound of the transit outside, and know he can too, and he's still chattering.  He'll either rush around and make this my problem, or he'll miss the bus and act like it's my duty to get him to his meeting at 10.

Some days I could smack him.

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