Sunday, May 21, 2006

terribly early in the morning

So Very Very Very Tired

In the past few days we’ve had cleaning to do (mostly Leigh-Ann though, because oh so very sadly, I’m not yet allowed to do housework), having visitors over, going to the Strip to see them, adopting little Rory (now Vegas) the stray kitten out to them, getting Leigh-Ann her immigration immunization done at Public Health (ick), then my brother’s birthday party was today, on Monday Leigh-Ann has to go back to the doctor, and then on Tuesday *I* have to go back to my surgeon for my check-up.  Even though all the family stuff was fun, we’re still very very very tired…and a smidge more than a tad sore.

And if you’re keeping track - another mail day, another day with a new doctor’s bill.  Luckily, this time it was a cheap lab bill.  Still, every…single…day.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

evening

Happy Wedding Eve to Helly & Alan

terribly early in the morning

My New Tie Domi Slippers Are Phat!

Leigh-Ann’s brother and sister-in-law have been in Vegas this week on vacation.  Tonight they came over to our house bearing a giftie from her sister’s family in Canada.  They all met in PA for her brother’s birthday.  Well, long story.  Anyway, I got the most bitchin’ Tie Domi slippers. (surgery was worth it after all)  The ultimate in Tie Domi-ness - his name and number are everywhere on them.  It’s like his mother designed them.  They’re rad.  What makes it even better is that they’re from a Sens family, a Leafs hating family, yet they find me super rad Tie Domi slippers.  Mwa!

 

You know what?  I think I can now jump higher and run faster.

Friday, May 19, 2006

the wee hours

Arm & Hammer & Kitten & Hammer

Oh, she loves to pose, she does.  Rory was taking a little break and decided to rest on top of the kitty litter box, where Leigh-Ann had rested her hammer.

We found her at the front door and we’re looking for a home for her.  Know anyone?

the wee hours

I Give Up

Every day there’s a new bill.  One for the hospital, one for the surgery center, one for the pre-op doctor, one for the pain injection doctor, one for the lab, one for the surgeon (which I haven’t gotten yet) I’m sure.  Hell, why don’t all of you send me a bill just for reading this, because that would make as much sense as all of the double-billing going on here.  My suggestion if you have a large disc herniation, skip the damned $7,000 injections.  It’s a waste of your whole day, it doesn’t do much good (yet they manage to set you up for a series of three right away…at $7000/each), the doctor doesn’t give a shit if they help (I haven’t heard one word from that doctor’s office - Pain Institute of Nevada , in case you were wondering), and you’ll end up having surgery anyway.

I’m so damned tired of getting bills with ridiculous charges.  Fine, if you want to screw my crappy insurance company, go ahead.  I, personally, don’t have the money to pay the $500 markup on $12 stockings.  Or the five billion percent markup on Percocet or Valium.  The insurance paid a lot of your stupidly outrageous charges, leave me alone.  Also, if you don’t have the final charges, quit sending partial bills that don’t make ANY sense.  I went to college, my IQ is higher than average, but I still don’t understand what I’m supposed to do with all of these half-assed bills/not bills.  It’s a full-time job to attempt to figure out who is charging for what, and then who is charging EXTRA for what.  I don’t care anymore.