Thursday, January 14, 2016

Thursday, January 14, 2016

     Today was an (sort of) assertive day.  I had a doctor appointment with one of my physician's assistants, Laura Morris.  A real get to the problem, let's diagnose this quick, sort of no nonsense type of person.  I like her but she does intimidate me a little.  My appointment was at 715a, so we have the alarm set for 615am, me get out of bed at 625am, and leave the house at 640am.  I scheduled the appointment at this Gosh awful hour because I wanted to get to Prayer Shawl meeting today and not miss it again.  Trying to make it a habit of going each 2nd and 4th Thursday of the month from 9-11am.
     Surprisingly, hubby got up and got dressed to go with me.  He said it was what any good husband would do.  I told him I understood if he wanted to stay home, but I thanked him for coming after he said he was.  I like it when he goes with me and drives.
     The first appointment of the day is at 7am, and I don't think anyone had it today.  I got there, checked in and got my new insurance information updated to the system, my Humana Medicare Advantage Plan.  It's my secondary insurance now, instead of straight Medicare.  So my primary insurance, Blue Cross/Blue Shield, covers 80% after an $800 deductible.  Humana covers all doctor's visits 100% without a deductible.  So I should be covered for this visit today, without any cost to me.
     I was seeing Laura for the pimple-y rash that has been slowly spreading across my face for two months now.  I have been using vodka as an astringent to clean my face, then a lotion to moisturize.  Laura said this was a (insert gobbligook doctor-nese term here), and formed in the creases of the nose, mouth, lips, chin, eyebrows and sometimes spread onto the scalp.  A medicated shampoo will treat it and she put in the prescription.  I'm to apply and lather it every day, let it sit for a few minutes, then rinse.  I can then clean my face like I want to but check to see if the lotion I am using has a particular something in it that can cause pimples to form on the face.  Great!  And I can't remember what she said.  But lotion is a lotion my tattoo artist said to use on my tattoo, but it is a body lotion, so maybe I shouldn't use it on my face, just in case.
     Hubby tried his best to be there in the room for the appointment but he kept having to run to the bathroom.  His bladder was spasming something fierce, because of the cold, we think.  So I just met him out in the waiting room when I was done.  We were down to change, so couldn't stop at Kum and Go for drinks on the way back but he told me he had $2 in quarters in his bag that he would give me so I could get a Cherry Pepsi on my way to the Prayer Shawl meeting.
     We fed the beasties when we got home and then I sat at the computer for a little while and let the rattie boys out to roam.  I have to clean off the craft table as they only have a small space right now, half of the table is piled high again.  Their cage desperately needs cleaning and tomorrow I will be home all day, so will do it then.
     I got to Prayer Shawl about half an hour late, at 930am.  I didn't leave the house until 9, went to Kum and Go, refilled my cup and went.  It was wonderful.  Everyone said hi when I walked in.  I recognized most of them, even though I only know a handful of names.  The church switched out our two big tables for one big table so it was a much tighter space.  Good thing we didn't have the normal amount of ladies there.  They told me to pull up a chair and squeeze in.  I ended up sitting next to Cindy, who I know from here and Church Bingo.  This club is held at my church, Holy Apostles Catholic Church.  I felt welcomed and settled right in.  I spent most of the time unraveling a huge mess of my skein of yarn and working backwards to ball it.  But I finally got it untangled and was able to work on crocheting my shawl for about half an hour.  I will be able to finish it at home.
     On my way out, I found two books that the library had for sale for $1 each and I had found $2 in my pocket!  One is a humorous devotional that called to me and the other is a book of an interview with the Dali Lama.  I have a huge hole in my life that cries out for peace and this book promises to give me a view to consider to apply to my life.
     I went home and hubby was up in bed.  He had started doing the laundry to get the bedding clean so we could change the comforter and the sheets.  I had gotten 4 bedbug bites on my right arm, right on my dragon tattoo!  And he had gotten one on his tummy.  It was the third night on our bedding.  When the bedding was dry, and we were taking off the old stuff, I did find one bedbug and squished it.  Really can't go more than two nights on bedding!
     I was supposed to leave at 315pm to go to a Red Hat Fashion Show and Dinner, but I really didn't want to go.  From what I knew, most of my now small group, was in the show, except for me.  And that meant I would be sitting by myself with ladies I didn't know, and eating with them.  I knew I wouldn't get my $25 back but when I talked to hubby, he didn't mind either.
     So I called JudithMary and told her we were at the doctor's, which I was, and that hubby was really ill, which he was, with a bad bladder infection, which is true.  It was very painful to walk, which it was this morning, and I needed to stay home and take care of him.  She said I wouldn't get a refund, and I said I understood.
     The weight I felt lifted off of me after the phone call was immense!  I'm not feeling anything in common with the ladies left in our group, no connection.  I have been so preoccupied with the bedbugs and the depression, I have pretty much blown JudithMary off by not calling her back, telling her I would call and then not.  So I have guilt built up with her.  And then I just finally renewed my national Red Hat membership, when it had expired in August of last year.  And one of the requirements of being in JudithMary's group is to have that membership up to date.  What can I say?
     So today at Prayer Shawl, I found out when and where Bingo is going to be.  With Lois no longer going, I'll be driving myself.  But then I will meet with Lynn and Lisa and they used to belong to JudithMary's group too but Judithmary asked them to leave.  Or at least, asked Lynn to leave.  Lynn has mental illness of some sort, too.  And according to JudithMary, Lynn told her that she had homicidal fantasies of killing the group.  So she asked her not to come back.  But they belong to another group and I'm going to see if I can come visit their group.  I like Lynn, she's pretty loud and can be obnoxious, but I can deal with her.  And she is very friendly and has invited me to come before.
     I spent the rest of the day with hubby, doing laundry and watching tv.  We went out for a little bit after Frank got home, to pull out the money he gave us, go to the Pot Shop to get pot for him and hubby, and go to the grocery store.  I'm going to make one of hubby's favorite dishes tomorrow, Chicken and Cabbage in red sauce.  I'm making enough to take dinner over to mom and dad's on Saturday.  I got a spaghetti sauce that is similar to the kind we usually get in the jar to make the dish, but got the kind in the can that mom says doesn't give her an upset tummy.  I already know they like cabbage, so I hope they like it.
     Hubby is feeling better, still peaked, but moving around so when he goes back to work tomorrow, he will be used to being up and around.  He doesn't know if he will work a whole day or not. but he is making Cheeseburger Hamburger Helper for him and Frank for dinner.  I'm eating the rest of my Hot and Sour soup that I have leftover, and maybe some leftover potatoes skins.  Later we plan on having cheese and crackers, if hubby is up to it.  I've been making him drink lots this afternoon but since he woke up from his nap, I haven't force the issue and I haven't seen him drinking anything.  I will have to get him to start again.  He has to flush out the bacteria from his bladder and also the antibiotic is very strong and needs him to drink lots or it will make him queasy.

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