I was utterly flabbergasted to receive a bill for $750 just to have some specialist look up my nose. (I was also more than a little pissed off to discover that my insurer had changed its mind about whether said specialist was covered.)
I am so very glad to be back home.
the comments thread which appears to have been taken over by dadaists.
Hooray for dadaists! That was quite entertaining
Skipping in all the mess that is pre-Pessakh to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Sheryl's birthday.
Happy birthday, Sheryl! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Also, just in case I won't be able to wade my way to a working computer tomorrow, it'll be beth's birthday, so early wishes for her, as well.
Happy birthday, Sheryl!
Now my TV apparently doesn't work. WTF. I'll have to deal with that later. Fucking technology.
Sing it, Jesse. My tivo stopped connecting because the expiration date on my bank card changed, and now it's all updated but the damn thing still won't connect. "Failed while negotiating." WTF? The writers' strike would never have ended if my Tivo was involved.
Doctor's visit this morning earned us "it's just a series of colds. come back if it goes on for too long." um. ok - is "too long" a new _medical term_? and she's mostly fine for the rest of the day. Until the 6pm 104 fever hits again. ::headdesk::
Ugh, Sox, I'm so sorry. We had a similar thing with D in March, and it did eventually go away, but it sounds to me like you need a new ped. Just because it might be nothing is no reason not to take you seriously.
Huh. They think there might be another cougar wandering around the outskirts of Chicago. Maybe they won't be so quick to shoot this one down in the street? They keep showing the dead cougar all over the news and it's really getting to me.
On the other hand, for perspective, this week marks the death-by-violence (mostly shootings, a few beating deaths and other horrors) of the
24th
Chicago Public Schools student so far this year. Jesus fuck.
Thanks Jessica - DH took her, because I realized at the last minute I had a massively important/annoying conference call. (and attendant guilt) He said the doctor was really good with her, but he's not our regular pediatrician. Who is on maternity leave, but who we love. So yeah. Different ped... in a couple of weeks.
DH and I differ on our reactions to certain phrases & generalities - "too long" would have earned him a "what is that in calendar terms, exactly?" from me. DH is much more go-along-get-along. Which is why he works in an office and I usually don't.
Last night was awful. As bad as the first day of this all over again. All I'm going to say. Now? No fever, ready to write letters to her friends and send them a bunch of hello kitty stickers. which we will do as soon as she finishes making up clifford/curious george fanfic. (documented for all eternity in bitches).