Do you ever wonder why you do the things you do and then other things fall into place and you wonder why?
Well, it happened this weekend. Why did I choose this weekend to go see Dave? It was a random choice - no particular reason.
So this morning, before going back to Dave's (yes, I stayed in a Hotel - I'm not stupid) I needed to stop by Wal-Mart to get some Ajax that I had forgotten to bring or buy yesterday. As I approach the entrance, there are two woman selling raffles tickets for a beautiful quilt that their quilting group had made. I stopped and talked to the women for a minute - I have a quilt fetish - and one thing led to another and I mentioned that I was in town helping out a friend who had had a stroke or two, and the rest of the story. They gave me the name of a man (Ken) at the Senior Center who might be able to help me find more help for Dave, and they also mentioned the Catholic Church. The one woman said, "Tell Ken that you talked to me (Leona)." So I wrote all of this down. Then Leona mentioned that the quilters were selling items at the craft show this afternoon and it starts at 2pm.
Holy Geez Louise! I just happen to be in town on the same day at a craft fair? I went to the ATM and got money out of my gasoline fund (I'll run to work a few days this month). I did get directions to the craft faire, I bought 6 chances on the quilt and then went to Dave's. Oh, I didn't buy the chances from Leona because I didn't have change right them. And when I came out from Wal-Mart - Leona and the other woman had been replaced why two other women. Had Leona been working the quilt raffle table just when I happened to walk by - for a reason? So we could meet? It's one of those Mysterious Ways thingies.
So I go to Daves, clean, cook, do laundry, etc. Another post for that. Now it's time for me to head home. Bye Dave, see you in a few weeks.
So instead of turning left and heading homes - I turn right and head to the craft fair. I really should have started for home - but No-o-o-o-o-o-o.....
It turns out it is an Octoberfest thing at the local park. A small local event. I see the quilters table and head right there. I cruisin' up and down their display and picking up items, I"ll take this. And this. And another one of these. Oh, and this apron - how does it look? Is it ME?"
This young woman is standing behind the table along with the older women. She says, "Auntie Leona made that." And then I look over and I see Leona. We both smiled. Then I kept referring to her as "Auntie Leona." The other women I had previously seen at Wal-Mart remembered me and were all so nice.
So then I cruise the other craft tables - a bunch of junk stuff - and I am just getting ready to head for my truck, when I look up and Auntie Leona and the young woman approach me. Auntie Leona says, "She (young woman) lives right near your friend and she says she will clean for him and help him."
I looked at the young woman and said, "Really? You would do that? There is so much that needs to be done, etc. etc. etc."
Her name is Kristen. She just lives a few miles from Dave. Her daughter is in school during the day, and her husband works swings, I think. She said she is tired of just looking at the walls during the day.
I explained EVERYTHING to her. About Dave. The uh......uh........condition of his apartment. EVERYTHING. She was not fazed one bit. I told her the carpet needed to be cleaned. "I have a carpet cleaner." "I have a vacuum, I have a mop and bucket." She is equipped.
She was a CNA back in Michigan. I think that stands for Certified Nurse Assistant, but I could be wrong. She used to work in Nursing Homes and also do home visits. Kristen said that if Dave needs help in other areas, that she can help.
I was just astonished. What are the chances of going to a strange town, meeting people in unexpected locations, and then finding the exact perfect person to help out Dave?
Auntie Leona was not going to steer me wrong. And Kristin is a young woman who I feel confident will be honest and straight with me and Dave and she will be close enough that if something comes up, she can help Dave. What more could we ask for?
God works in Mysterious Ways.
I asked Kristin what she would charge. She said she had not even thought about it. I told her to think about it and let me know. She wrote down her name and phone number and I am going to call her.
We talked some more, and Kristin said, "What are you offering?" $$$$$
I said, "I'll pay you $15 an hour." (Cheaper than Visiting Angels by $3)
Kristin said, "I would have taken less."
I said, "I know you would have."
Yes, I could have offered to pay her less. But I believe that we all want Dave to be comfortable and living in sanitary conditions. He is just not capable for keeping his place clean. And I don't mean that in a negative way. Dave had a stroke (or two). He gets around. And he does the best he can. But doing the physical work to keep his place clean is beyond his physical capability and endurance.
Oh, I did stop back by Dave's and I told him about Kristin. He was concerned about how I met her. "Oh, hanging out at the park." hehehe......
Nah, I told him I had met Auntie Leona and then met Kristen at the craft faire. It wasn't a scam.
So I don't think we are going to go with the Visiting Angels for the time being. I think we have a dedicated Angel Kristen who will probably take Dave under her wing. She'll even take him to the store.
I like that Kristen lives close by to Dave. And maybe if she sees something that requires a man's attention, she could drag her husband over to help.
This is stuff I could never have accomplished over the internet. A nice former Marine who might be willing to visit Dave once in a while. A young wife and mother who lives close to Dave who will not be shocked by the condition of Dave's apartment.
Oh! I did say, "Well, Dave has a lot of tattoos......" (thinking she might be intimidated by Dave's skin art).
Kristen said, "So? What's wrong with that? My husband has tattoos."
Ain't it great?
Judy