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Here at work, trying to drag out what I have and avoid the boss.
A greeting card was passed around earlier. It was for the husband of one of the ladies who works in the Traffic department. Apparently, he's being shipped out to this sham of a war upon which the US is about to embark. In a moment of really bad judgment, Donna (the soldier's wife), asked me to sign it. So I did.
"Sorry you're having to leave your family to go fight a war for a rich oil baron from Texas. I hope you return safely."
What else could I write??
Yesterday was a really crap day. I really appreciated the pep talks from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ravien and obie. Even though it didn't appear to be so at the time, they truly helped a lot. Thanks.
I found myself avoiding contact with anyone, even Llew of all people. I just didn't want my uber-gloom to permeate anyone else, especially him. He finally caught up with me yesterday afternoon though and was, as usual, incredibly sweet and supportive. He also flabbergasted me with offering to give me the $2500 I would need to enroll in the wls plan if I was certain that the insurance would pay for it. Unfortunately, due to the exclusion clause in my plan and the fact that the doctor didn't seem inclined to fight such a clause, there's really no point in going further in this direction.
But, to know someone would actually help me like that is just amazing to me. I couldn't let him do such a thing, not in a million years, as I'd feel I was just taking advantage. Maybe if we set up a notarised payment plan or something....but, I can't wrap my mind around the fact that he offered! That's got to be the sweetest thing anyone has done for me in a very long time, and one of the many reasons I love him.
There is a surgeon in Spartanburg who may handle such cases differently. I will be calling him later on this week, but am not holding out much hope. I'm afraid I'm going to have to wait this year out, change insurance plans in the November enrollment, then start the shebang over in 2004. How depressing...
I've got to go get my taxes done today. Hoping I can itemise this year instead of just bending over and telling the government "I'm single with no snot-nosed brats, so bugger me HARD you bastards!" Maybe I should take lube in the event I'm not allowed to itemise...just in case....
That wee place in the woods on a mountain in Marietta is looking better and better, the more I think about it.
A greeting card was passed around earlier. It was for the husband of one of the ladies who works in the Traffic department. Apparently, he's being shipped out to this sham of a war upon which the US is about to embark. In a moment of really bad judgment, Donna (the soldier's wife), asked me to sign it. So I did.
"Sorry you're having to leave your family to go fight a war for a rich oil baron from Texas. I hope you return safely."
What else could I write??
Yesterday was a really crap day. I really appreciated the pep talks from
ravien and obie. Even though it didn't appear to be so at the time, they truly helped a lot. Thanks.I found myself avoiding contact with anyone, even Llew of all people. I just didn't want my uber-gloom to permeate anyone else, especially him. He finally caught up with me yesterday afternoon though and was, as usual, incredibly sweet and supportive. He also flabbergasted me with offering to give me the $2500 I would need to enroll in the wls plan if I was certain that the insurance would pay for it. Unfortunately, due to the exclusion clause in my plan and the fact that the doctor didn't seem inclined to fight such a clause, there's really no point in going further in this direction.
But, to know someone would actually help me like that is just amazing to me. I couldn't let him do such a thing, not in a million years, as I'd feel I was just taking advantage. Maybe if we set up a notarised payment plan or something....but, I can't wrap my mind around the fact that he offered! That's got to be the sweetest thing anyone has done for me in a very long time, and one of the many reasons I love him.
There is a surgeon in Spartanburg who may handle such cases differently. I will be calling him later on this week, but am not holding out much hope. I'm afraid I'm going to have to wait this year out, change insurance plans in the November enrollment, then start the shebang over in 2004. How depressing...
I've got to go get my taxes done today. Hoping I can itemise this year instead of just bending over and telling the government "I'm single with no snot-nosed brats, so bugger me HARD you bastards!" Maybe I should take lube in the event I'm not allowed to itemise...just in case....
That wee place in the woods on a mountain in Marietta is looking better and better, the more I think about it.
