Flippy - I Rant, You Read
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
One More Sleep Until Surgery
Let’s just start with the fact that I’m much calmer about everything today. I imagine part of it is due to the phone call I got this morning from the surgeon’s assistant, saying, “Your insurance sucks!” My insurance company informed the doctor’s office that unless my surgeon was employed by the hospital (very few are, and I doubt they have outside practices), they wouldn’t pay him if I had outpatient surgery. They were insisting that I spend the night. Yes, my insurance company wanted me in the hospital LONGER. Apparently they wanted to see my bank account drain faster. Anyway, the P.A. just wanted to keep me informed about the sudden horrible changes. He said he’d call me later after they talked to a supervisor at the insurance company.
So, Robert called (we’ll call him Robert, because that’s his name) back and said they worked out everything and I wouldn’t have to stay the night. I asked Robert when I might be able to go home. He thought about it for a minute, and then said because my surgery was around 3p, he thought if everything went really well, I could leave by 6p. 6p was the early estimate the other P.A. gave me when I was having surgery two hours earlier. 6p makes me very very very happy. It isn’t much longer than when I had my injections, and that was no big deal at all. Time zoomed by, and this time I’ll be completely knocked out, so it’ll go by even faster.
I’ve had candles lit for me, good wishes from all over North America, and I have a Smoothie King Blueberry Heaven smoothie in the freezer just waiting for me to get home. I did some vacuuming today (to remember what it was like for a while), a whole bunch of laundry, we’re getting lots of groceries delivered (fortuitously, Von’s sent me a free delivery coupon) , we have plenty of stuff on TiVo, and a couple of new books. I’m starting to relax. Sure, I can’t wait for it to be over, but I’m not feeling as anxious as I was yesterday.
See you all tomorrow night!
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Hee, hee… you said you have a “smootie” in the freezer. All this time I thought *I* was your smootie!
Leigh-Ann on 04/25 at 07:49 PM -
Oooh, caught me. I had to hurry and post, to make sure the crazed kittens didn’t erase anything. I saved editing until after it was safely posted.
And of course, you’re my smootie. Why else would I have made that typo?
on 04/25 at 08:05 PM -
I am thinking of you and wishing you a speedy recovery and most importantly, I hope this heals you and lessens your pain.
on 04/25 at 11:04 PM -
You guys remind me of the “schmoopy” episode of Seinfeld.
Good luck, Flippy! I have a very positive feeling about this surgery and the outcome for you. Hugs and hockey love ‘n’ stuff!
Helly on 04/26 at 04:09 AM -
Helly beat me to my comment idea AGAIN! With the schmoopy!
I was going to say additionally that the blueberry heaven . . . concoction . . . sounds like a really good idea.
Nancy on 04/26 at 07:02 AM
