Monthly Archives: April 2012

Just what is normal?

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That's what Dr. Sanity and I explored this week.  After cancer, perforated bowel,  Larry's gator trick and Mason's death  I feel that I'm finally getting myself back, you know, nearly normal.  Whatever that means.

Dr. Sanity suggested that normal is an ever changing thing.  I decided that normal means whatever you decide it means and can only belong to you.   No one else can decide what your normal is, they just need to worry about getting their own normal.  

 

ear drum – one

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Me – teeny, tiny tube in my ear.  You know the kind they put in toddler's ears so they don't keep getting infected.  Yes the ear drum that has ruptured twice since January still has fluid behind it, fluid with air bubbles no less.  This is even after a cycle of Prednisone to try and quell the inflammation.  So today I opted to have a tube put in to help.  My other option was wait, as in it might clear up on it's own.  I'm tired of waiting for it to clear up on it's own.  I decided it needed a bit of aid and assistance.  Hopefully this will restore my already imperfect hearing to it's former less imperfect level.

the zen of painting part 2

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Yesteray I achieved zen while painting.  It was a beautiful sunny day and I knew that we were going to friends for a wonderful dinner – lobster pizza in fact.  OMG YUM.

Painting was actually, read almost, fun.  I was by myself enjoying the birds singing and the bees buzzing while a delight breeze played upon my face.  Like I said almost fun.  Today was a close second.

The whole zen of painting thing

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I didn't get there.

We're working on one of our rentals.  The previous tenant just trashed it.  We're trying to untrash it.  To that end I painted the floor of the small bedroom.  Not bad, satisfaction of a job well done, etc.

Then I moved on to one of the outside walls.  I tried to go all zen with the painting really find some space where I was not cursing said tenant the entire time I was painting, not so much.  Next I tackled another outside wall which needed patches primed before it can be painted, again no zen.

I've come to the conclusion that painting in this particular place is always going to suck no matter what.  Too bad I still have the kitchen to paint – curses.

Medicare part D and me

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I'm on medicare and take multiple medications.  I am one of those people who fall into the dreaded "donut hole" in drug coverage.  It's a scary place to be and it happens fast.  You get there once your drug spending gets to $2930.  However it's not when YOUR drug expenses get that high, it's when you and your INSURANCE company's spending hit that target.  Medicare picks up again at $6,657.   Yes you have to spend $3737 to get back into what is referred to as catastrophic coverage. 

While you're in the donut hole, thanks to Obamacare, you only have to pay 50% of the retail price of a brand name drug.  In my case that means that I pay $785 for a 3 month supply of a single drug, $1006 for 4 prescriptions in addition I pay a monthly $99 premium.  I can't imagine what people do when they have multiple high expense drugs. 

Yes I want Obamacare fully implemented asap.

I can …

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oh wait I can't because we lost our power again.  Twice in one week because of downed trees.  So I can't

do the laundry, check that recipe on the computer, check that knitting pattern on the computer, cruise facebook, etc., etc. etc. on the computer

Fortuantely today the power was out in the daylight from 7:34 am, I was looking at the clock when it went out, until 7:55 pm just in time for Larry to watch the end of the Ohio State game in the Final Four.

And while I'm no big fan of PG&E or their policies I do appreciate the fact that my power was restored in hours not in days as has happened in the past.  Our record outage was 8 days.