The Duchy of Jerald

Navigating the Troubled Waters of Homelessness in Hospital, With a Brain
Injury
Hi Rozanne,
I do my best writing when I am writing to someone, so I'll address this to you. I am moving out
of hospital this weekend. My friend Brian, who has been very loyal and dedicated, getting me
out on weekends regularly, needed a roommate and agreed to move to an accessible apt and
share expenses.
We applied to the Carrington where I have lived previously, so there is a 3 year record of my
being a self employed artist, and paying on time.
We were approved and sign the lease tomorrow. It is a luxury 2 bedroom with 2 baths, mine
has a huge walk in shower. There is an en suite washer and dryer, all the goodies. My cost is 800
per month inclusive. I have enough on my overdraft and credit card to finance rent and groceries
till next Sept. And there is still hope of AISH and Alberta works. My gofundme campaign has
raised 1200 so far from my world wide network of professional artists colleagues.
It was so simple.
Arranging housing and financing through the hospital, well, as you saw, was literally a
shitshow. The appointment at Silvera, was almost cancelled, that creature Linda that replaced
you, refused to get me taxi chits and refused to attend, as you and I arranged. I dont go out she
said. Pay for it yourself. Being a typical personality disorder narcissistic and I suspect alcoholic,
she attempted to manipulate with Fear Obligation and Guilt. Threats were made of the Drop In
Center repeatedly until the team got Dr. Lamb to speak to her. Being vulnerable, this did me
great harm, but apparantly she didn't care or even notice, in fact she probably enjoyed screwing
with my head, typical narcissist behavior. She was ‘nice’ after that but far from helpful. I found
out about a Cups program for housing asked her about it and she said, find out yourself. She was
to arrange an appt. with Alberta Works for funding but didn't bother and failed to mention it to
her replacement. I mean either she was grossly incompetent or intentionally intended vindictive
harm. Same thing really.
The appointment at the Mustard Seed she forced me to take, was awful. They want 1100 a
month for a 400 sq.ft. 1 bedroom, twice the market value, can't bring your own belongings and a
weekly urine test for drugs, no overnight guests. No AISH left for food, go to the food bank.