Help Care for Judy Moore
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My sister and I have had to move our precious Mother into a nursing home for Dementia. She is only 74 but having increasingly worsening memory problems, and can no longer live without medical assistance. This has been a heart-wrenching decision to make.
What we’ve learned since her admittance to the most lovely place, the ComfortCare Center in Laurel, Mississippi, is that mom is completely out of money. We emptied her house, which was a devastating task, because she had so many wonderful things she had collected, each with a note pinned on, or a story about where and when she received it. We had an estate sale and raised enough money to cover the last of her rent and vehicle payments. My father, a Vietnam Veteran, died with nothing of value or help to her. Despite his cancer likely being caused by Agent Orange, he received very little compensation for his service, and that money was long gone after over three years of dying from the disease, with our loving mom at his side. She worked and worked and worked. She transcribed for some prominent doctors in Jackson for over 25 years and spent next ten or more years working incessantly at work and at home for Anderson and Rush Hospitals, respectively.
For her years of service, almost NEVER missing a day of work, she has a plaque which is in storage with the few artifacts of her life that my sister and I were able to salvage. Her retirement, gone. Medicaid, a penalty of $10,000 for giving money to others in need and not asking for that money back.
She had a very troubled childhood and upbringing, sometimes living with neighbors, relatives and a few times in foster care. The one good thing she would say about her youth is that she was saved at the age of 15 at a Billy Graham Crusade. From that point on, she never looked back. She was an amazing example of Christ for all who encountered her. Every morning she could be found with her Bible in front of her studying God’s Word. Not only did she talk the talk, she walked the walk. She served the Lord with every spare moment she had. She always had us in church. She had a gorgeous singing voice, and was ready to sing anytime, anywhere. She was an extreme extrovert and never met a stranger. She had an amazing sense of humor. She was a hard, loyal, and tireless worker.
Whether one is a believer or not, the fact that a person has been saved by belief and hope does not diminish. Her faith was the herald of our entire lives.
The sweetest thing now is that she sometimes seems to be purely her child self. May we all have a chance to revisit that sense of wonder, trust and hope. She has not complained about being taken out of her home. She just knows we are trying to take care of her and that she is loved.
We are only asking for help paying this $10000 Medicaid penalty, because neither of us have that kind of money. Mom with all her collectibles and memories were unable to generate enough money just to set her square going forward. How one can be penalized for being stalwart and generous is frustrating to say the least. It’s unfortunately how the system seems to work. I know we are not alone in our dismay.
About two months ago she walked out of church and landed on her head and drove herself home with a concussion. We don’t know much more about it but that seems to have been the literal blow to her cognizance.
What my sister and I do, what her daughters do, is emulate our mother’s kindness and persistence to “save people”and “fix things”, as much as possible with whatever resources we can find. Jennifer is a school teacher who works with special needs children, her oldest daughter is a teacher who also works with special needs children, and her youngest daughter is an EMT working towards a Nurse Practitioner degree. You folks know what I do. I’m the Storytime bookstore lady and have been working with kids for almost 25 years. We all had Mom as an example.
I also do art and am willing to do art for anybody who donates. If you contact me we can set something up. I also have an extensive book collection that I am willing to trade. None of it means anything without being able to know Mom is ok.
That’s all for now. Questions? You know where to find or maybe know somebody who can get word to me. No amount is too small and every dime will go to helping Mom afford care for as long as we are able to. Thanks in advance and love to you all.
Jilleen and Jennifer, Judy’s Daughters
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdsjFBMc/?k=1
What we’ve learned since her admittance to the most lovely place, the ComfortCare Center in Laurel, Mississippi, is that mom is completely out of money. We emptied her house, which was a devastating task, because she had so many wonderful things she had collected, each with a note pinned on, or a story about where and when she received it. We had an estate sale and raised enough money to cover the last of her rent and vehicle payments. My father, a Vietnam Veteran, died with nothing of value or help to her. Despite his cancer likely being caused by Agent Orange, he received very little compensation for his service, and that money was long gone after over three years of dying from the disease, with our loving mom at his side. She worked and worked and worked. She transcribed for some prominent doctors in Jackson for over 25 years and spent next ten or more years working incessantly at work and at home for Anderson and Rush Hospitals, respectively.
For her years of service, almost NEVER missing a day of work, she has a plaque which is in storage with the few artifacts of her life that my sister and I were able to salvage. Her retirement, gone. Medicaid, a penalty of $10,000 for giving money to others in need and not asking for that money back.
She had a very troubled childhood and upbringing, sometimes living with neighbors, relatives and a few times in foster care. The one good thing she would say about her youth is that she was saved at the age of 15 at a Billy Graham Crusade. From that point on, she never looked back. She was an amazing example of Christ for all who encountered her. Every morning she could be found with her Bible in front of her studying God’s Word. Not only did she talk the talk, she walked the walk. She served the Lord with every spare moment she had. She always had us in church. She had a gorgeous singing voice, and was ready to sing anytime, anywhere. She was an extreme extrovert and never met a stranger. She had an amazing sense of humor. She was a hard, loyal, and tireless worker.
Whether one is a believer or not, the fact that a person has been saved by belief and hope does not diminish. Her faith was the herald of our entire lives.
The sweetest thing now is that she sometimes seems to be purely her child self. May we all have a chance to revisit that sense of wonder, trust and hope. She has not complained about being taken out of her home. She just knows we are trying to take care of her and that she is loved.
We are only asking for help paying this $10000 Medicaid penalty, because neither of us have that kind of money. Mom with all her collectibles and memories were unable to generate enough money just to set her square going forward. How one can be penalized for being stalwart and generous is frustrating to say the least. It’s unfortunately how the system seems to work. I know we are not alone in our dismay.
About two months ago she walked out of church and landed on her head and drove herself home with a concussion. We don’t know much more about it but that seems to have been the literal blow to her cognizance.
What my sister and I do, what her daughters do, is emulate our mother’s kindness and persistence to “save people”and “fix things”, as much as possible with whatever resources we can find. Jennifer is a school teacher who works with special needs children, her oldest daughter is a teacher who also works with special needs children, and her youngest daughter is an EMT working towards a Nurse Practitioner degree. You folks know what I do. I’m the Storytime bookstore lady and have been working with kids for almost 25 years. We all had Mom as an example.
I also do art and am willing to do art for anybody who donates. If you contact me we can set something up. I also have an extensive book collection that I am willing to trade. None of it means anything without being able to know Mom is ok.
That’s all for now. Questions? You know where to find or maybe know somebody who can get word to me. No amount is too small and every dime will go to helping Mom afford care for as long as we are able to. Thanks in advance and love to you all.
Jilleen and Jennifer, Judy’s Daughters
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZTdsjFBMc/?k=1
Co-organizers (2)
Jilleen Moore
Organizer
Oxford, MS
Jennifer Caraway
Co-organizer