This afternoon Priscilla got a call from a social worker. The social worker said she will be here tomorrow morning to inspect our home. I suppose the inspection is to make sure we have adequate facilities for taking care of Mrs. R.
“Well, that’s fine,” Priscilla told the social worker, “but we won’t be here.”
This Saturday is John’s bowling day. We will be in Texarkana, taking John bowling and then bringing him here for the weekend. We have hired a CNA to take care of Mrs. R. while we’re gone Saturday and again Sunday when we take John back to his group home.
It is quite inconsiderate for anybody to call and announce an inspection the next day.
The social worker said she will make the inspection whether we are here or somewhere else.
That old sarcasm “We’re from the government and we’re to help you” has become a real “We’re from the government and we’re here to do any damn thing want.”