We put down the deposit to hold Mom’s room at the new place. I gave her notice at her current place. Last Saturday she told her Scrabble group that she would be moving. Everyone is sorry to see her go, but they understand the reasons.
But finding the place was only the first big step of this transition. I need to find her a church out here, new doctors, a dentist she can afford — or some kind of discount dental plan or dental insurance.
Speaking of insurance, I need to transfer her Medicare Complete insurance plan to a local plan, which requires first learning enough about the various options to know whether the HMO-style plan is the best deal for her out here (and, if so, which of a dozen available plans is the one to go with) or if she’d be better served by regular Medicare with additional supplementary plans. It’s confusing as hell.
Then there are the logistics of the move itself to work out with my brother, the things she’ll need for her new place, a goodbye party to plan. And now that it’s all happening in less than a month, I’m feeling the pressure.