Author: letmypeoplego1971

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I’m quite demoralized at the moment. My laptop next to my bed is little more than an expensive six pound paperweight. Since 90% of my disability pension goes towards nursing home room and board, I have a better chance of flying out of my wheelchair than getting it fixed. So I  have the nursing home computer:no privacy I can only spend so much time on it, due to rules and severe chronic pain. In half an hour, the nurse will come to put me to bed, where my 97-year-old room-mate may or may not spend hours screaming (they will not get me up at that point, naturally, nor do anything about the screaming.). A staff member told me early on that they needed regular days off. They said nothing about the people paying $800 a month at least to live here in what is little more than what looks like   Dante’s Inferno, a modern-day dungeon for sick, elderly and disabled people. The “home” I am in now is a very nice dungeon I must say. But few visitors come here. I call this place “my office” on good days. To call this place “home” would be to strip the last ounce of hope from me. My parents always threatened to put me in a place like this if I didn’t fly right. The only crime I can see I committed at age...