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I've been stressed about a bunch of stuff over the last few days, which I haven't posted about because for one thing, weekend. Why cast a shadow over other people's weekends when it's nothing they can do anything about. Mondays, on the other hand, are generally crap, so why NOT post about all this crappy stuff?
Friday night, I got a call from Mb, who'd been hospitalized with chest pains. Supposedly, she needed a procedure, wwhich they were going to do today, but apparently decided at the last moment that no, her problem DIDN'T need the procedure, they're going to treat it with drugs. So I spent three days worrying about the procedure, which in fact they've been telling her she needs for months, and now I've got a sick feeling that the hospital has pulled this drug regimen out of its collective ass so as not to eat the cost of surgery on an uninsured patient.
This is on top of the interview I had yesterday afternoon. I didn't sleep much at all the night before and ended up skipping church (which wouldn't have been a big deal, except I'd signed up for hospitality before I knew about the interview---I called in, and someone covered for me, but add a helping of stress and guilt to the drama already in progress). Interview went okay, but the person I talked to says it's dependant on someone who may or may not be leaving.
I've paid the vital bills, now I have no cash, no income and my net/phone/cable will probably be gone within the week. I have a heat rash.
Why does life have to be so fucking COMPLICATED?!
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Friday night, I got a call from Mb, who'd been hospitalized with chest pains. Supposedly, she needed a procedure, wwhich they were going to do today, but apparently decided at the last moment that no, her problem DIDN'T need the procedure, they're going to treat it with drugs. So I spent three days worrying about the procedure, which in fact they've been telling her she needs for months, and now I've got a sick feeling that the hospital has pulled this drug regimen out of its collective ass so as not to eat the cost of surgery on an uninsured patient.
This is on top of the interview I had yesterday afternoon. I didn't sleep much at all the night before and ended up skipping church (which wouldn't have been a big deal, except I'd signed up for hospitality before I knew about the interview---I called in, and someone covered for me, but add a helping of stress and guilt to the drama already in progress). Interview went okay, but the person I talked to says it's dependant on someone who may or may not be leaving.
I've paid the vital bills, now I have no cash, no income and my net/phone/cable will probably be gone within the week. I have a heat rash.
Why does life have to be so fucking COMPLICATED?!
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Date: 2011-06-27 08:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-27 08:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-27 08:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-06-27 10:40 pm (UTC)There is a widely touted recent study that drugs do just as well as stents for people with most blockages. Not that I'm defending the hospital because the local one has earned my ever-lasting scorn for how it mistreated my mother on numerous ER visits, but there is some basis in it. And if Mb doesn't have to take blood-thinners (they're required for a year after a stent), she will be much happier.
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Date: 2011-06-27 11:12 pm (UTC)Thanks for the hugs. Needed.
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Date: 2011-06-28 07:31 am (UTC)By the way, that Polar Bear icon is too damn cute!
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Date: 2011-06-28 04:47 pm (UTC)Yeah. These people who say "Money isn't important" just baffle me. OF COURSE it's important. But hey, if they really think so, they can give us theirs, right?
I know that theoretically, it's supposed to mean that character is more important, that things like ideals and family and peace are more important, but when lack of money means bad things happen, I'm not so sure.
Grumble bear was from
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