Saturday, August 20, 2011



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I am so excited - do you see that little heart and exclamation point above? That has been my signature ending to all letters, cards, notes and gifts to anyone that I love for all of my adult life. Finally - I have figured out how to put it here, in puter world. It isn't perfect, I wanted the heart to slant to the right like the ex point, but I couldn't make that happen. But that's okay with me, I'll take it just the way it is. And yes --- I know, I need to get a life. Such a small stupid thing for the rest of you, but a giant step for an old, not at all computer savvy grandma like me.:)

And the rest of my life is as before. Too much happening for me to keep up, pain is my constant companion, yada, yada, yada. Nothing changes in that part of my life, unless it gets worse, which it is, each and every day. A visit with my main pain doc yesterday only further proved that my insurance company rules my treatment, and so far, there is nothing being done.My dr's staff did get on the phone with my insurance company while I was there yesterday, so that some progress in the treatment plan can be made. My place of insurance hung up or disconnected them NINE times. NINE. The very patient nurse kept redialing, finally a person was on the other end. Clearance at least for me to see the required therapist, so that I can be deemed FIT for the spinal stimulator. Hopefully, I will be able to see that doc within a week or two. In the meantime, new/more meds, a new cream, ugh. Just someone, shoot me now, okay?

Saturday. I feel the Saturday love.

Lots to do. Oldest son in coming back from Colorado this next Wednesday, to work in the Iowa City area for a month or so. I am so excited to see him, but the distance between there and here is about an hour and a half and logistically it will be difficult, at best. Plus, he will be flying back and forth between here and Fort Collins each week, trying to run two Cheba Hut stores. He is a killer, kick-butt restaurant manager, and I couldn't be prouder of him. However, this stint will be difficult, and to top it all off, he and long time GF have broke it off, so his spirit is a bit down. I have the utmost faith in him and his abilities so I know he will be fine, but lets just say that it isn't hurting me too much to have him at least in the same state as old mom here, and I will see him at least once or twice a week for awhile. When any of my children's hearts ache, mine aches too. Whoever said "a mother can only be as happy as her unhappiest child" was apparently an obsessive mother like me, because they SURE got that right.

Plus, we are still moving. Two weeks from today. My physical location life is a huge mess and I mean that in the truest sense of the word. I still spend my days sweeping up cat litter and hair, wiping down now-bare surfaces, etc. However, it now feels like I am rearranging chairs on a sinking ship. I do question myself about it daily, but I suppose I am a creature of habit, and living in dirt is freaking impossible. I am near my psychotic breaking point over dirt and cat hair and things not in their right place. I want this move to get here and behind me, but still I have little energy to accomplish much toward that goal. Blenheim. I suppose it will all come together but I may just completely lose what little sanity I still have left beforehand.

And I have to have a place to put oldest son when he is here. When things are all perfect in my living arrangement, there was little room for another body, but now----with Mark here and all things in constant and total disarray, it will be interesting. Frankly, I will do whatever to have my kiddo here, so it will work out. I just don't know how yet.

Today, I will be back at it. Plus, the grocery store. YEA ME!

Happy wonderful Saturday friends!

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14 comments:

welcome to my world of poetry said...

Sorry about your pain and lack of treatment, it must be so frustrating for you as well as having the constant pain.

I loved that saying "A mother is only as happy as her unhappiest child." can relate to that.

Enjoy your week-end as much as you can.
Yvonne.

Janie Fox said...

I hate living in a mess too. I hate construction and even the mess [painting rings but is always worth it.
Praying your pain gets better. Your son being near will help you feel better. Have a great weekend.

On The Road Again said...

Oh I feel you girlfriend, I am so happy to have my house back after the remodel. I am just like you, one thing out of place and I must fix it. I am so happy for you that your son is coming closer and you will get to spend some time with him. He sounds like a young man that is going places and you must be busting with pride. Hope this weekend the pain is tolerable and you do something to take your mind off the boxes in your home. Isn't it funny how excited us old gals get at figuring out something new on the blog, I understand completely.

Lena said...

Love how you did your heart and exclamation point! I can't do any of that and I see those hearts all of the time and wonder how did they do that?

Awesome that your son is coming closer and that you will see him once or twice a week. That will boost your spirits!

wow, being hung up on 9x. OMG I would not have the patience for that! Good luck getting an appointment soon with the therapist to see if you are a candidate for the spinal stimulator.

I just want for you to be pain free so badly.

Coffeypot said...

I really like your signature, it says a lot about you. Pain yet love.

Jen said...

I hope it helps you. No one should have to live in pain.

Ruth said...

Insurance companies can be such a pain. When you are in enough as is. Take care!

Cheryl said...

I love hearing from you. Thank you for blogging :)))))

Happy Sunday?

Jo-Anne Rambling said...

Living in pain is such a bumma and it really sucks that you feel like you have to jump through hoops to get the right treatment in order to have a somewhat normal life........

It's great that you have figured out how to get your heat and exclamation point here on your blog......it does look cool....

Amanda Trought said...

Ah, thinking of you, its amazing how sometimes those simple little things mean the most. Great that you'll be able to see your son, mine has another 4 years or so before we have talk of him studying away from home, time goes so quickly, not going to think about it for the moment. Cat hairs...heard they shed in the summer and have a lovely coat in the winter...(its not far around the corner) - especially if you live here in the UK, it looks like we've had 4 seasons in the space of 2 days! Stay blessed, will be back. Amandax

Moohaa said...

First I have to say I HEAR you on the cat hair. We have three cats and though they are indoor cats, they seem to produce a full cat-full of hair everywhere. SO irritating. I just finished posting on my blog and the arm of the chair I'm sitting in is covered in fur and it's been driving.me.crazy. I'm so glad you'll be able to see your son and I completely agree about being unhappy when your kids are unhappy.

I hope your insurance gets their act together so you can find some relief.

Be well, friend.

Noofy said...

Hey lady, decided we need to follow each other, maybe we'll go in circles? I know I'm already there. How nice your son is coming to visit! Don't fret over to much, he's happy just to spend time with you. I hope you get the insurance mess worked out. I use to do corporate benefits, I know the strength of insurance companies. Congrats on your new signature logo, love it!

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~Deirdra

R. Jacob said...

Once a parent, always a parent. Worry is job one it would seem. Take care.