carolk1955

Thank you both for your kind words. First, unfortunately I make $85 a month too much in social security to qualify for Medicaid. Yes, Medicaid would pay for a denture but unfortunately it has to come out of my own pocket. A good, well fitting denture will cost me about $1200. I do have dental insurance that will pay 50% of what the denture costs, up to a limit. Sure I could get one for $400 but it probably won't fit well. And I'm sensitive to things in my mouth. I'm waiting for my next stimulus check to cover that. Word is we'll get one about the end of July. I'm trying to consider moving into senior housing locally or in my hometown. That will cost me about $413 a month. Currently the personal care home manages my meds, does my laundry, cleans my room, and serves meals, but as I mentioned, right now I need to buy my own food that I can chew with my gums. I always managed my own meds before I moved here, and did my own laundry, so I don't have a problem with that. It upsets me that I had an apt full of furniture, including a bed I'd only bought 6 weeks before, a Sealy Posturepedic that was wonderful, and now I have to start all over. Alone. Unfortunately in this town there are not "a multitude of resources". I would like to move back to my hometown, 200 miles away, which is a larger city and there are alot of resources. The problem is getting there. The ride is through various back roads in the mountains, there is no direct route. But it's the only way. From the first day, I've hated living in this personal care home and feel like I can't wait to get out. But getting myself motivated to take all these steps means I have to get out of my depression somehow. I feel stuck in this prison. I have no family or friends in this area, which makes it harder. I will keep posting here because I need all the help and hope I can get. I have a therapist who is somewhat, but not alot, familiar with local resources and of course not at all with those in my hometown. I may contact the Agency on Aging in my hometown, maybe they can be of some help. My hometown offers alot of help to seniors, something that my current location doesn't.

My husband died June 30, 2017. A social worker observed I wasn't functioning too well and advised me to move from my apartment where I'd lived for 10 years to a personal care home. I took her advice and made the move and wish I hadn't. Not only did I lose my husband, but also my apt and all my possessions as well as my car. Now it is 3 years later and I have no life. The loss of my car meant I can't get to support groups that would help me and my independence. I live on social security disability and of that $1,000 a month goes for rent to the personal care home. I also went to a dental clinic and they advised I have all my upper teeth extracted, which I did and wish I hadn't. They were working and not loose or causing me pain. And I didn't know how much a denture was going to cost. I still can't afford one and there is no financial aid since a denture is not considered medically necessary. I can't chew much of what is served at the personal care home, but I'm still paying for it. I buy my own food at the local grocery store which costs me about $80 a week. I have no family or friends. I miss being married but it doesn't look like I can meet anyone new. I just feel like crying much of the time, knowing my life will never be close to what it was. I live 200 miles from my hometown, which is still affected by COVID, otherwise I know I'd find support there. It feels like I've lost everything that mattered to me. My husband and I were married for 25 years.