Tuesday, October 13, 2015

pumpkin therapy for betrayal...

found this blue pumpkin at the pumpkin patch...
and had a wonderful talk with Judy, who I miss so much...

it looks good on my deck...

and a gourd and another blue pumpkin...
got 3 small ones, too...
2 white, one striped...
for inside...

got these shots this morning...
after a long day yesterday and an unrestful night...
I came to a decision...

the new meds came with instructions to tell my doctor about certain things before I started taking them...
and so a simple phone call to him turned into several...
and his nurses were upset with him also...
I only had one question...

here's my concern and can I take them?
yes or no?
simple, really, or so I thought...

since I have insurance, he wouldn't give me the answer...
I was to make another appointment...
knowing we are in harvest...
knowing how hard it is for me to get there...
knowing it would be next Monday before Craig could get me there...
knowing my blood sugar is spiking into the 200s when I eat...

3 times I bed the nurse to tell me yes or no...
3 times, they said he will not answer that question without coming in to see him...
( I was just there last Thursday and he called the meds in)
so, I called the lady that you have to talk to to change your primary care physician...
she wanted to know what happened and I told her...
she asked if I would tell someone else...
to report this...
I said ok...
so she transferred me to another lady...
who was quite upset...
seems my question was not unreasonable and that he should of answered me without another trip...
soooooo, we talked about the other physicians...
they have 2 new ones just starting out there...
and the advisory nurse helped me pick one out and I was going to change after my next appointment with said doctor was over...

so after a day full of ups and downs...
Craig and I headed 8 miles south and grabbed some pumpkins and hit the deli for our lunch meat for the week...
this is Sarah...
and this is why the towels aren't folded yet...
she is over 4 months old now...
closer to 5...
she is so small...
and my constant companion...

this morning, the new doctor's nurse called me...
saying he would take me as a new patient...
(the advisory nurse went down yesterday afternoon and talked to her personally about what was going on...)
(DH had called me late yesterday telling me that he had Thursday off for his day off in 14 and he could take me if I could get an appointment made for that day...
instead of waiting for Monday...)
are you keeping up?
sorry its messed up...
anyway...
so after this morning's phone call...
I start thinking...
I would really love one more time with this doctor to tell him off...
but that would defeat everything, really...
that during harvest, I need to make my visits count...
and getting to someone who will take care of me and get my blood sugar down is the most important thing right now...
not ranting on this guy...
so, I talked to Craig...
and I called the advisory nurse and talked to her...
and...
long story short...
I am seeing the new guy on Thursday...
old guy is out of there...
I really thought that this guy cared about me...
ME...
but I found out yesterday all he cares about is my insurance...
bottom line...
its the money...
and I felt betrayed...
I thought I was more than a number...
that he saw me as a person...
I still love the clinic, hospital and all the other staff there...
they do care and they take really good care of us...

well, the sun just dipped below the horizon here...
another day marked off...
DH didn't get home until after 9 last night...
but I was flaring and already in bed...
I got up to spend about 45 minutes with him before he headed for bed...
he was so tired...
and he has to spend his only day off in 14 taking me to Paris again...
its totally not fair...
I will take him out for lunch...
;0)
whoppers all the way around...
have a good night...