Oof, that is a lot of stuff. I am thinking of all of you and sending all of my good vibes your way, so please know that. Cindy and Steph, man it is amazing to see this interaction of knowledge. You people, rock. Seriously. All good thoughts your son's care team's way. And, you know, that insurance effing does what it's supposed to do.
Laura, that's a lot of appointments, but it's good that you're getting thorough care!
I will not address the snake talk.
The cicadas are SO LOUD. I find it utterly cool. DP thinks it sounds like the background from a 50s/60s sci-fi movie. He's not wrong.
My insurance company rejected a dosage increase on the stupid expensive growth hormone injection that I take to help with nutrient absorption (apparently it makes the villi in my intestines lengthen to increase area for absorption). My weight has gone up, which is good and means I'm absorbing more (and I don't need bi-weekly magnesium infusions), which is good, so the dose has to go up, which is... bad? According to the insurance company? Like, the drug is helping in exactly the way it's supposed to, so, yeah, let's make sure she can't get it anymore. Uh, OK. Now, the intestines are probably adjusting to their new normal, too, so they're maybe(?) absorbing better anyway, but... maybe not? Who knows? Anyway, I'm monitoring my weight, and it's fine, and I get blood tests once a month, so hopefully the mag level holds. The doctor has submitted an appeal. It is just mind boggling, though.
And in good news -- I am employed again! Part time W-2 for now, and on the way to full time with benefits, salary increase (I mean, relatively speaking -- at part time, it's half of what full time will be, which will be more than a 10% increase over last full-time job). I also have some contract work that I will continue, so... I'm a freaking contributing member of society again. Holy shit. I am beyond excited.