It's only in your head you feel left out
Posted by Cory , Thursday, June 25, 2009 10:19 AM
I am beyond livid right now.
A couple of months ago, Medicaid cut the number of hours per week of IBI that a child can receive from 30 to 22. We all knew that this would make summer schedules extremely tricky to arrange, but Boss Lady assured us all that we would be able to get at least 30 hours per week, if not a few more. All well and good.
I started the Monday after school got out working 7 hour days, four with one client and three with another. After that first day, our agency decided not to take the contract on my first client, and since then I've had one steady case that gives me 15 hours a week. I've been able to cover some other kids in the mornings, but it's been patchy and unreliable, to say the least. I texted Boss Lady about available hours yesterday morning when I found out the kiddo I was supposed to cover was sick, and she replied that she had been contacted about a referral and if that came through, I could do the assessment and work with that client. I took this to mean that there were really no available hours, and while I know that some people are working close to, if not more than, 40 hours, a lot of us were kind of in the same boat. Fine, I can handle that. Economy, Medicaid and all that.
Got a text from a coworker this morning asking if I needed hours. I replied that I did, thinking that maybe she wanted to take a day off and I could cover for her, but I didn't hear anything back from her after that. Another coworker texted me a bit later with this:
This system is beyond broken.
I'm a horrible friend. The whole time I'm thinking, "How did she screen-shot her iPhone?!"
I'm back though, I promise. I remember similar conversations at Rock Park (which is permanently closed now).
... crap, I probably made it worse.