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NOT MY DAY
Jul. 30th, 2010 06:28 pmOkay, so... whining ahead. Seriously.
1) Once again my son woke up seizing. For the third day in a row.
2) His doctor is basically referring us EVERYWHERE. In a way, that's good -- he will get a lot of care and some treatment and testing that he hasn't had before. But, at the same time, it means about a thousand separate trips of Nashville, because EVERY SPECIALIST is there. There are some specialists for various things in Clarksville, but none of them take Tenncare.
Which leads me to...
3) NO ONE TAKES TENNCARE. Basically, we got sent from the dr's office to the hospital to have tests done, and they went 'no, we can't do it, but this lab can.' So I wound up driving 15 minutes or so across town to this lab I'd never heard of to get the test done. AFTER having waited almost half an hour at the hospital to get registered. >>
THEN the lab wasn't open at the time the hospital had said it would be, so we wound up going to have lunch and then going back there.
4) Drawing blood from kids sucks. We finally had to do the prick-and-milk method on his finger. The poor thing is bruised like crazy, and was cranky as hell.
5.) His father calls me, while we're napping, to tell me that his electricity is out because he didn't pay his bill. And comes over to my place to use my computer to find out how to deal with the situation, and then has to go back to his place to wait on someone to come turn it back on. Sooo I don't know what time he's taking D, and he was all freaking out all over the place at me. Which just made me MORE annoyed after the bad day we'd had.
... what else? I know there's other shit, but that was most of it. I still feel sick, which isn't cool at all, and I can't seem to get my apartment cleaned up, because every time I start working on it, something happens that has to be dealt with. Or, you know, I pass out.
... so I might be cleaning some tonight or tomorrow, hopefully. Or screaming into my pillow for a few hours. >>
1) Once again my son woke up seizing. For the third day in a row.
2) His doctor is basically referring us EVERYWHERE. In a way, that's good -- he will get a lot of care and some treatment and testing that he hasn't had before. But, at the same time, it means about a thousand separate trips of Nashville, because EVERY SPECIALIST is there. There are some specialists for various things in Clarksville, but none of them take Tenncare.
Which leads me to...
3) NO ONE TAKES TENNCARE. Basically, we got sent from the dr's office to the hospital to have tests done, and they went 'no, we can't do it, but this lab can.' So I wound up driving 15 minutes or so across town to this lab I'd never heard of to get the test done. AFTER having waited almost half an hour at the hospital to get registered. >>
THEN the lab wasn't open at the time the hospital had said it would be, so we wound up going to have lunch and then going back there.
4) Drawing blood from kids sucks. We finally had to do the prick-and-milk method on his finger. The poor thing is bruised like crazy, and was cranky as hell.
5.) His father calls me, while we're napping, to tell me that his electricity is out because he didn't pay his bill. And comes over to my place to use my computer to find out how to deal with the situation, and then has to go back to his place to wait on someone to come turn it back on. Sooo I don't know what time he's taking D, and he was all freaking out all over the place at me. Which just made me MORE annoyed after the bad day we'd had.
... what else? I know there's other shit, but that was most of it. I still feel sick, which isn't cool at all, and I can't seem to get my apartment cleaned up, because every time I start working on it, something happens that has to be dealt with. Or, you know, I pass out.
... so I might be cleaning some tonight or tomorrow, hopefully. Or screaming into my pillow for a few hours. >>
