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Afternoon, J.,
The last few days have been interesting. There's a lot to share. Hopefully, I will keep it short and abbreviated. First, everyone in the house has been to the doctor this week! My oldest child has been battling recurrent sinus infections. I'm hoping that we can keep her well.
My youngest has had repeated headaches getting so severe in the last few days that he openly cries. He doesn't cry unless he's really hurting. I always worry about him. My husband, the stud that he is, managed to hurt his thumb a week ago. He did it playing basketball. He ignored it and it got worse. So I set up a two-fer visit. He and my son would visit with our physician and see what was ailing them. Well, my son ended up going to the eye doctor and getting a new prescription for his worsening eyesight. That's not too bad. Expensive but not bad. I can deal with that.
My husband was sent to a specialist (which prompted complaints to me via telephone about his displeasure at having had to pay multiple co pays). He is in a brace and could have ligament damage. That could mean surgery. Oh boy. That netted me another call....this time I'm the target. Somehow I should have possessed the psychic ability to know that I should have bypassed the first physician and go straight to the specialist and the eye doctor. In my defense J., had I sent him to the eye doctor (which our insurance is severely lacking for eye issues), and it turned out to be something else, he'd have really been angry at having to pay for a visit there. And in his case, with the specialist, not only would he have listened to me had I suspected he needed a specialist, I had no idea he would be referred to one. However, I vow to work on my psychic medical abilities so that I can bypass that chewing out in the future.
Now, at the time of this chewing out, he was upset at having paid $30 in co pays. He didn't know about the eye doctor....I did not clue him in because I was up for a break between chewings. My behind is small enough as it is, I certainly want to keep what I have. I needed time to pad up. By the time he exited the eye doctor's, I suspect he was emotionally done with physicians for the day and didn't have much fight in him. All I heard was, "....and it cost me $102".
I was personally experiencing a small level of enjoyment as he finally got a taste of what it is like to suddenly be bombarded with medical bills. Granted, it usually doesn't involve all four members of our family but hey.....what can I say?
Well, I went to see my knee surgeon yesterday. Seems that blessed knee of mine has not been tracking quite so well. Now, as you know J., I don't have a medical degree but one might think I do by all the theories that I have on my knee. My husband swears I know everything. (he isn't serious J., he always says it sarcastically) Anyway, I was correct and incorrect all at the same time. I suspected I had a bone spur which was the cause of the tracking issue last time. Nope. no bone spur. It is however tracking to the right and there is only one fix and two options. The fix is surgery. INVASIVE surgery. Don't you like that word J.? Anyway, it is not something to take lightly and will involve some major time off and accommodations by all members of the family. The two options revolve around the "when". Option one is I can plan to have this surgery in the next two-three months and return to work just in time for our fourth quarter FYE exercises and renewals or, I can go without the surgery and risk injuring it and "forcing" the surgery. The last thing I want is to be injured on top of the surgery, but to make matters worse, forcing an emergency surgery could very well put me out in the middle of fourth quarter. I'm opting for doing the early surgery and reducing the affect it will have on our lives should I injure it.
So that's the medical side of our events the last few days.
We have some good friends who have exited the military and will be living nearby. YEA! We are so excited about their relocation. We've invited them to stay with us until they can close on their house and I'm looking forward to that as well. It means I have to give up having the house to myself while my husband is off at the youth retreat but for good friends, I can do it.
I've also been missing my mom lately J., There are songs on the radio that remind me of her, television shows with characters that remind me of her, or there is mother daughter interaction that makes me long for her. Even if we didn't have a good relationship I still miss interacting with her. I don't miss fighting with her though. We shared our medical knowledge with each other. Or our lack of :-)
Sometimes I'm relieved that she's gone because she isn't suffering and I know she hated having the colostomy and the urostomy. I found some film that needed to be developed last week. A roll of it was of my mother. The kids had taken it on one of their visits. I was taken aback when I opened the envelope and was confronted with her in her wheelchair. She was so emaciated. She had always been rather plump and full. In the last few years, she had gotten so tiny that she was barely there. Literally skin and bones. The last time I saw her, her spine was sticking out from her back. I could make out minute details. She had no fat on her bones at all. Her flesh hung on her like it was 10 sizes too big. I still cannot believe she is gone. I think about what I have been told about her last day and all those events and I just find it incredible. I just have a hard time grasping the reality of her death.
Maybe soon J., when more time has passed.
The last few days have been interesting. There's a lot to share. Hopefully, I will keep it short and abbreviated. First, everyone in the house has been to the doctor this week! My oldest child has been battling recurrent sinus infections. I'm hoping that we can keep her well.
My youngest has had repeated headaches getting so severe in the last few days that he openly cries. He doesn't cry unless he's really hurting. I always worry about him. My husband, the stud that he is, managed to hurt his thumb a week ago. He did it playing basketball. He ignored it and it got worse. So I set up a two-fer visit. He and my son would visit with our physician and see what was ailing them. Well, my son ended up going to the eye doctor and getting a new prescription for his worsening eyesight. That's not too bad. Expensive but not bad. I can deal with that.
My husband was sent to a specialist (which prompted complaints to me via telephone about his displeasure at having had to pay multiple co pays). He is in a brace and could have ligament damage. That could mean surgery. Oh boy. That netted me another call....this time I'm the target. Somehow I should have possessed the psychic ability to know that I should have bypassed the first physician and go straight to the specialist and the eye doctor. In my defense J., had I sent him to the eye doctor (which our insurance is severely lacking for eye issues), and it turned out to be something else, he'd have really been angry at having to pay for a visit there. And in his case, with the specialist, not only would he have listened to me had I suspected he needed a specialist, I had no idea he would be referred to one. However, I vow to work on my psychic medical abilities so that I can bypass that chewing out in the future.
Now, at the time of this chewing out, he was upset at having paid $30 in co pays. He didn't know about the eye doctor....I did not clue him in because I was up for a break between chewings. My behind is small enough as it is, I certainly want to keep what I have. I needed time to pad up. By the time he exited the eye doctor's, I suspect he was emotionally done with physicians for the day and didn't have much fight in him. All I heard was, "....and it cost me $102".
I was personally experiencing a small level of enjoyment as he finally got a taste of what it is like to suddenly be bombarded with medical bills. Granted, it usually doesn't involve all four members of our family but hey.....what can I say?
Well, I went to see my knee surgeon yesterday. Seems that blessed knee of mine has not been tracking quite so well. Now, as you know J., I don't have a medical degree but one might think I do by all the theories that I have on my knee. My husband swears I know everything. (he isn't serious J., he always says it sarcastically) Anyway, I was correct and incorrect all at the same time. I suspected I had a bone spur which was the cause of the tracking issue last time. Nope. no bone spur. It is however tracking to the right and there is only one fix and two options. The fix is surgery. INVASIVE surgery. Don't you like that word J.? Anyway, it is not something to take lightly and will involve some major time off and accommodations by all members of the family. The two options revolve around the "when". Option one is I can plan to have this surgery in the next two-three months and return to work just in time for our fourth quarter FYE exercises and renewals or, I can go without the surgery and risk injuring it and "forcing" the surgery. The last thing I want is to be injured on top of the surgery, but to make matters worse, forcing an emergency surgery could very well put me out in the middle of fourth quarter. I'm opting for doing the early surgery and reducing the affect it will have on our lives should I injure it.
So that's the medical side of our events the last few days.
We have some good friends who have exited the military and will be living nearby. YEA! We are so excited about their relocation. We've invited them to stay with us until they can close on their house and I'm looking forward to that as well. It means I have to give up having the house to myself while my husband is off at the youth retreat but for good friends, I can do it.
I've also been missing my mom lately J., There are songs on the radio that remind me of her, television shows with characters that remind me of her, or there is mother daughter interaction that makes me long for her. Even if we didn't have a good relationship I still miss interacting with her. I don't miss fighting with her though. We shared our medical knowledge with each other. Or our lack of :-)
Sometimes I'm relieved that she's gone because she isn't suffering and I know she hated having the colostomy and the urostomy. I found some film that needed to be developed last week. A roll of it was of my mother. The kids had taken it on one of their visits. I was taken aback when I opened the envelope and was confronted with her in her wheelchair. She was so emaciated. She had always been rather plump and full. In the last few years, she had gotten so tiny that she was barely there. Literally skin and bones. The last time I saw her, her spine was sticking out from her back. I could make out minute details. She had no fat on her bones at all. Her flesh hung on her like it was 10 sizes too big. I still cannot believe she is gone. I think about what I have been told about her last day and all those events and I just find it incredible. I just have a hard time grasping the reality of her death.
Maybe soon J., when more time has passed.
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