Quiet on the Blog Front

I am at a loss for blog material. If blog is a real word, why isn’t the spellchecker aware of it? I guess somebody just made it up. Twitter is a real word and means “chatter”. Now that makes sense, but blog? What is that supposed to mean? Maybe it is a real word, I’m looking in a crossword dictionary and it isn’t in there.

I received a ballot in the mail today for a vote as to whether I approve a bond for a new high school to replace an old one. I most certainly do approve, and already filled it out. It had two boxes, one for approving, and one for not approving. They give very specific instructions on how to do it, as though they might not be smart enough to figure out what you mean unless you do it exactly as they say. You cannot put a check mark or an X in the box. You have to fill in the whole area with black ink. No other color will be acceptable. I had to look all over the place to find a pen with black ink. It seems that I always buy blue ink pens. Well, I gotter done. I hope they can figure out what I want.

My Grandson came by from school today wearing a face mask. I think it’s a social status thing in his case. We have not had any flu reported in this area yet. I just heard a DR report that the mask would do very little good anyway. He said the germs are so small it can go through the mask. I guess the mask could keep you from catching the common cold and other diseases. Maybe we should all start wearing them all the time. I hope you don’t think I’m serious.
Like I said it is a quiet blog day and this is the best I can do.

Medical Bill Goofs

Medical billing goofs. Am I the only one this happens to or do others have this problem. I am not even fully recovered from my knee surgery and have already received my first goofed up bill. I am fully covered by Medicare and supplement insurance, but for some reason they send me the balance of the bill after Medicare pays their share. I receive the bill and my blood pressure rises a few notches. I call them and remind them that I have supplement insurance. They look at my records and agree with me. They always tell me they will take care of it. Why are they not trained to do the billing correctly in the first place? It doesn’t happen every single time, but it has happened a few times. I guess I shouldn’t get my tail in a knot over it, but I’m not in a very good mood.

Too Much Idle Time

I recently bought something on ebay. I know you’re curious so I’ll tell you what it was.
It was a set of Laura Ingalls Wilder "Little House on the Prairie books". I am so much into my second childhood it’s unreal. I wanted to read those books again. I am on the fourth one and thoroughly enjoying the books. Here is another small example of my second childhood action. When I received the books I entered a positive feedback on the lady’s Ebay site. I waited a week or so and didn’t get a feedback from her so I wrote this to my seller. Word for word this is what I said, "Do you not leave feed back for your buyers?" She responded immediately, "You didn’t need to get so nasty about it, I’ve had a death in my family and I am the only child so all the burden has been on me and ebay has not been on the top of my priorities". I didn’t want to start World War Three so I dropped it at that point. I see she left me a positive feedback. She said I was a great ebayer. I didn’t ask her to lie about it, she knows I am a nasty person and not a great ebayer at all. Not much to write about around here. Till next time.

Happy Birthday Cora

Happy Birthday Cora

This is one of my six granddaughters. She has the gift of setting goals and reaching them. I am very proud of her. Her goal of becoming a mother is just around the corner. The adoption is ready to roll. Three Years Old

Tip Toeing thru the Bubbles on their wedding day.

Hospital Woes

Today I go back to the doctor for a stitch removal ceremony. I am not too eager about going anywhere. I was told not to drive yet, so I have to hitchhike. I guess it’ll be easier than walking all the way over there. I am just so glad I am out of the hospital. Do you know they have a torture machine that the enemy would love to get their hands on. It registers your oxygen level and heart rate. When your oxygen level drops below 90 or so, it has a red light that comes on and it starts beeping really loud. Beep Beep Beep Beep. With my sleep Apnea my oxygen level drops when I go to sleep. I guess it’s designed that way on purpose so you will wake up and breath. I called the nurse every time it came on. She would come in and fiddle with it. The nurse didn't tell me it was supposed to beep, she kept trying to fix it. So I am still not sure if it was supposed to beep or what. I finally told the nurse that I thought the Dr. had said I could have a sleeping pill. She came back in two seconds flat with that sleeping pill. If she can’t fix the machine maybe she can at least get me shut up. It worked because I didn’t hear any beeping the rest of the night.

We Got That Over With

We got that taken care of. The lame leg has been fixed. It wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. I did not limp into the operating room and lime back home the same day. I spent a couple days in the hospital. It seems that sleep apnea and pain narcotics do not mix too well. At least in my case they don’t. It’s okay and everything is back on track.
Hospital, you’re going to get picked on a little here. I do not exaggerate or tell falsehoods. I think it was the first evening and I was served the evening meal. It was a salad with dressing on the side. I thought the dressing was something different a little different looking, but it was a little dark in the room and I was a under the influence of drugs so I dump a little on the salad and I thought, “ Lord, have mercy, this taste a lot like gravy.” I think they may have been a little rushed in the kitchen that night and put the gravy on the wrong tray. Anyway, I had a lot of fun explaining to everybody within hearing distance of how good the gravy salad was. Outside of that the food was fine and I had a wonderful room mate. Nurses are overworked and how they can keep on their smiley faces through it all is beyond me.
I am home now and everything will soon be back to normal. I will keep in touch.

Happy Birthday AJ

Happy Birthday AJ (Anthony). Born 19 years ago today. He is my oldest Great Grandson.
I am very proud of him, now that he has outgrown jumping on the bed and pulling the eyeballs off of my homemade teddy bear.
Have a Happy Birthday AJ. Sorry you have to work on your birthday.

The Color of Pain

Only three days until knee surgery. This is what I look like after four months of constant pain. Maybe next week I will be improved. Chris has recovered from her ordeal with the tooth problem. She looked like this too. She didn’t get the bone infection. Thank goodness.
Not much to talk about. I am just awaiting my knee surgery. They called today to remind me of the appointment. I might forget a lot of things, but I’m not going to forget that one.
This will have to do until the next time.