Survey Says -- KACHING! in I am I Said.

Oye, so, IT happened. IT being me needing medical attention and not having health insurance coverage any longer. Yay, go me. I knew it would, hell, it’s me after all and if there’s a possibility something will go wrong, well, IT will. Bladder infection and inflamed kidneys and not just a boring ole Yeti in my YouWho (aka UTI). The meds alone cost $250+, the ER visit is going to send my anxiety level through the roof. I kind of need my kidneys sooo, yeah there’s that. To my benefit I do know how to negotiate lowered hospital charges because I have seen what little insurance companies actually pay by working in the field inside the insurance industry, as well as the legal end of it. Have to mentally prepare myself to do battle for myself, which I am notsogood at. Right? I know, huh go figure. For anyone else I am a warrior and only now am I learning I need to be that warrior for myself. Warrior, probably not the best word I could have chosen, likely not accurate either. I am in too much damned pain to go around kicking people’s asses nowadays, ‘specially right now. Advocate, yeah, that’ll do.

All of my favorite birds were in the backyard today with the chipmunks showing a big increase from last year. Squirrels were back too - I smelled Pepe and have heard the raccoons.  All the crickets and the critters and the squirrels, shake it to the…  shakes self There was an odd lack of both last year here and I really missed them. I like humming the theme to “Mission Impossible” while narrating their activities. Or sometimes it’s my version of the old “Spiderman” theme from the cartoons of yesteryear. I call it “ChippyMan” Up and down and in and out of the rock wall they go in fast spurts. They’re the highlight of my spring, summer and fall. I haven’t seen Mr. Stumps* this year, I am hoping I do.  Yes, I have names for most of the critters outside too. Yet? I still do not know the girl next door’s name, her dog is Josie though. 

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I am laying here with a heating pad on my abdomen in the craziest getup a person can wear, after soaking in a very warm tub. While soaking in the tub pain in my back, lower belly tire and vajayjizzle was certainly dulled a lot. I can’t sit there forever, imagine the water bill?  Dixie doesn’t like when I linger in the tub either, she carries on as if I am in mortal danger. Oye, more bills and drama, all for want of some soaking. I am bored with television, bored with the internet, bored with playing computer games. I think I might actually be, no! gasp I guess I am, lonely today. I want my mom. She’d have just hollered, “Go the hell to bed and sleep; what the hell do you want me to do about it?” Ha!

Yeah, I still want her here, at least that was familiar and someone was nearby. The pups are here - always and that is a very good thing. I am freezing from the fever and am all bundled up in aforementioned wacky attire - there’s a bonus in this. The bonus is Daisy Diamonds nor Big Lou can incessantly lick me and drive me crazy. Mads and Milly are here, it’s nearing their time to race around like maniacs, attack each other, challenge the dogs and then lay down all together with me on the couch. They don’t care that I look a mess, keep holding my upper crotch area hollering and walking like a hunchback.

Sadly, it’s been [insert.however.many.days.since.campaigning.began.here] and Donald Trump is still in the running for POTUS … can someone wake me when the nightmare is over? I was hoping this was all a bad dream, you know, the kind you get from a couple days of being sick and having a fever.

Last updated June 02, 2016