:yield:
Well. I guess that didn't take too long. I ended my run of good days with a bang. Or a thunk. A shaky kinda thunk. I think. *wooooo, channeling Dr Seuss!*
It started out with Caitlyn getting aggravated with me that I told her that the dress she was wearing was too short, esp. since she was teaching at the preschool. She wasn't feeling well, and that made her crankier. I was driving her to school so she could bring a project in and it was a fun (not) ride. Crazy drivers, too. Guess everyone was running late for work.
Get back home, do stuff around here.
Called healthcare.gov to re-enroll Scott and I for health insurance. So that actually went really smoothly. Updated income information, renewed the policy that we are on now and added a small dental policy. Wow. That was *very* unexpected.
Gary needed to do my dressing change for my so I asked him to do it after I got out of the shower. But as I am ready to wrap my arm up with the saran wrap, I see that the tape was all lifted on the bottom and that left it exposed to bacteria. Throw clothes back on, call Gary, who does an amazing job as always- I teased him saying that he should be a black market IV nurse. LOL
After my shower, I notice that the cap from my line is on the bathroom floor. Holy ****, that means that my line is completely open and exposed. Throw pj's back on carefully, call Gary, who says we need to put the extender line back on. (long story short- I am on my two week break from IV abx and the extender is uncomfortable so I thought I would just leave the line capped on its own). Put the extender on and then realizes he hadn't primed it with saline-- if we didn't check it before the next time we did IV, I would have gotten a nice big bubble of air in my vein. he says not enough to cause a problem, but at the very least, I can't imagine it would feel too good.
Take the extender off, prime it with saline, flush it, and heparin it.
As soon as we are done with that, the school nurse calls, Cait has a fever and has to be picked up immediately, and isn't allowed in school for 24 hours, fever free. Drive back to the school, go through several levels of Identifying myself that I am not either a mad gunman or suicide bomber (i know- it really is NOT funny, but this is coping mechanism), get her home, all by noon. She apologizes to me for making me come back and get her and I laugh that my healthcare.gov experience was the least stressful part of the day.
Bite your tongue, Faery!!! Ya just jinxed everything!!!!!
I get an email for the healthcare Marketplace with my eligibility information. It is saying (AGAIN!!!) that I am not eligible for the Marketplace ins. b/c I am eligible for Medicaid. But I am NOT! I have been through this before (y'all know that all too well :rant: ) and now I have to call and find out why I am told one thing on the phone but that my application online shows that only Scott is eligible/on the insurance policy.
:frusty:
Soon after that, i get an email for Cait's LLMD- her iron levels are even lower that before. Both hemoglobin and ferritin. Ferritin is dangerously low. She doesn't like swallowing pills but iron supps only come in tablet or liquid. I have to give Scott iron when he was a baby and the liquid is nasty. I spent an hour researching different forms of iron, and figured that the iron pills I have in the house for her are about the same as anything else I can find. She is just going to have to suck it up. Of course, we had to cancel the appt with the dietitian but I feel like we really need to see her, asap.
Why can't i have normal teenager problems like who is taking who to the dance? LOL
The funniest part of my day came next. I call my mom to say Hi, we chat a bit, then she says the "Everything is fine now..." Oh jeez.
On Sunday, my dad and another firefighter were checking out the new truck the dept got. He stepped back off the stairs and it was either sloped differently or different width/height and he fell back, hit his head on the floor. Ambulance called, trauma center checked him out. But he is fine. No concussion, just 10 staples in the back of his head. Oy!
I told him that he should be prepared, that my kids will be busting on him big time this weekend. I told him that my new nickname for him is Frank. As in Frankenstein. He has a big scar on his forehead from clocking himself on a treadmill, several small scars from catching fishing hooks in his scalp. Now this. I might have to get him some bolts as part of his b-day present, to go with his stitches and staples. hahahahha!!
Oh yeah-- today is his b-day. 77. That man does more at 77 then most people my age, I hope that I age like him. Although I guess that means I would have to"age in reverse."
ound:
That is my novel-- truly a novel too!- for today.
I am laying low today, the only big thing I have to do is call healthcare.gov back and figure out WTH is going on. That is more than enough. I also have to keep and eye on my BP- it was all over the place again yesterday. 110/67 to 138/89 and lots of stops in between.
Hoping that all of you have a wonderful day!!!
::grouphug
Well. I guess that didn't take too long. I ended my run of good days with a bang. Or a thunk. A shaky kinda thunk. I think. *wooooo, channeling Dr Seuss!*
It started out with Caitlyn getting aggravated with me that I told her that the dress she was wearing was too short, esp. since she was teaching at the preschool. She wasn't feeling well, and that made her crankier. I was driving her to school so she could bring a project in and it was a fun (not) ride. Crazy drivers, too. Guess everyone was running late for work.
Get back home, do stuff around here.
Called healthcare.gov to re-enroll Scott and I for health insurance. So that actually went really smoothly. Updated income information, renewed the policy that we are on now and added a small dental policy. Wow. That was *very* unexpected.
Gary needed to do my dressing change for my so I asked him to do it after I got out of the shower. But as I am ready to wrap my arm up with the saran wrap, I see that the tape was all lifted on the bottom and that left it exposed to bacteria. Throw clothes back on, call Gary, who does an amazing job as always- I teased him saying that he should be a black market IV nurse. LOL
After my shower, I notice that the cap from my line is on the bathroom floor. Holy ****, that means that my line is completely open and exposed. Throw pj's back on carefully, call Gary, who says we need to put the extender line back on. (long story short- I am on my two week break from IV abx and the extender is uncomfortable so I thought I would just leave the line capped on its own). Put the extender on and then realizes he hadn't primed it with saline-- if we didn't check it before the next time we did IV, I would have gotten a nice big bubble of air in my vein. he says not enough to cause a problem, but at the very least, I can't imagine it would feel too good.
Take the extender off, prime it with saline, flush it, and heparin it.
As soon as we are done with that, the school nurse calls, Cait has a fever and has to be picked up immediately, and isn't allowed in school for 24 hours, fever free. Drive back to the school, go through several levels of Identifying myself that I am not either a mad gunman or suicide bomber (i know- it really is NOT funny, but this is coping mechanism), get her home, all by noon. She apologizes to me for making me come back and get her and I laugh that my healthcare.gov experience was the least stressful part of the day.
Bite your tongue, Faery!!! Ya just jinxed everything!!!!!
I get an email for the healthcare Marketplace with my eligibility information. It is saying (AGAIN!!!) that I am not eligible for the Marketplace ins. b/c I am eligible for Medicaid. But I am NOT! I have been through this before (y'all know that all too well :rant: ) and now I have to call and find out why I am told one thing on the phone but that my application online shows that only Scott is eligible/on the insurance policy.
:frusty:
Soon after that, i get an email for Cait's LLMD- her iron levels are even lower that before. Both hemoglobin and ferritin. Ferritin is dangerously low. She doesn't like swallowing pills but iron supps only come in tablet or liquid. I have to give Scott iron when he was a baby and the liquid is nasty. I spent an hour researching different forms of iron, and figured that the iron pills I have in the house for her are about the same as anything else I can find. She is just going to have to suck it up. Of course, we had to cancel the appt with the dietitian but I feel like we really need to see her, asap.
Why can't i have normal teenager problems like who is taking who to the dance? LOL
The funniest part of my day came next. I call my mom to say Hi, we chat a bit, then she says the "Everything is fine now..." Oh jeez.
On Sunday, my dad and another firefighter were checking out the new truck the dept got. He stepped back off the stairs and it was either sloped differently or different width/height and he fell back, hit his head on the floor. Ambulance called, trauma center checked him out. But he is fine. No concussion, just 10 staples in the back of his head. Oy!
I told him that he should be prepared, that my kids will be busting on him big time this weekend. I told him that my new nickname for him is Frank. As in Frankenstein. He has a big scar on his forehead from clocking himself on a treadmill, several small scars from catching fishing hooks in his scalp. Now this. I might have to get him some bolts as part of his b-day present, to go with his stitches and staples. hahahahha!!
Oh yeah-- today is his b-day. 77. That man does more at 77 then most people my age, I hope that I age like him. Although I guess that means I would have to"age in reverse."
ound:That is my novel-- truly a novel too!- for today.
I am laying low today, the only big thing I have to do is call healthcare.gov back and figure out WTH is going on. That is more than enough. I also have to keep and eye on my BP- it was all over the place again yesterday. 110/67 to 138/89 and lots of stops in between.
Hoping that all of you have a wonderful day!!!
::grouphug
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