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May. 12th, 2015 12:46 pmI remembered to take an Ativan when I got up this morning as part of my preparation for my appointment later on. It's always hard for me to remember that I have the Ativan, and when I do remember, I feel sort of like I ought to power through without it because I know I can. I just will pay a higher price without it than with it. I didn't think I had any medications-are-bad-suffering-is-noble tendencies, but apparently, I do.
I think the Ativan helped with the dread leading up to leaving the house. That's always the worst part of any expedition. Once I'm actually out the door, I'm too busy being hyperalert to process any feeling of being scared.
I did find out when I got to my appointment that they've been billing things incorrectly. For some reason, they didn't record my primary insurance, what I have through Scott's job, at all and so were billing Medicare as primary. I'm really surprised Medicare didn't pitch a fit and refuse to pay anything at all. Usually, they do when something like this happens. At any rate, a whole slew of thing going back into March will have to be rebilled and reimbursed and repaid. I just hope none of it lands on me.
They saw me before my appointment time. I was actually out of the building three minutes after my scheduled appointment time. The PA I saw told me that I only need to come back if I don't seem to be getting better and that I should, as much as possible, stop using the boot. She thought it was still better to use it for going out, but she said that, within the next four weeks, I should start using the brace when leaving the house. She thought that I might need the brace all summer, at least when I'm leaving the house. I might be able to go to bare feet inside the house. I guess I'll be wearing knee socks every time I go out this summer. They're the only ones I've got tall enough to protect my skin from the velcro on the brace (the crew socks I usually buy would not be quite tall enough, and the ankle socks I wore exclusively all last summer... Yeah).
She did tell me I should start exercising but only low impact stuff. Walking is still out. She suggested an exercise bike, and we do have one. I'm just not sure I can use it very easily. It's very awkward to get at. Also, the last time I was doing it regularly, I couldn't manage more than five minutes on it before my knees were killing me. Five minutes is more than nothing, but it's really not very much.
I had to wait about fifteen minutes for a cab home, and they have nowhere for anyone to sit out there (and there's no way to watch for a cab from the waiting room-- no windows). I was pretty chilly because, since I was wearing the boot, I was wearing shorts and knee socks.
I got the same cabbie on both the trip there and the trip home. Both times, he thanked me for the tip of 'two hundred pennies.' I thought $2 was a reasonable amount on a $13 trip. I don't know if he was being sarcastic or if he thought it was funny or what. It's just that calling it 'two hundred pennies' makes it sound like he thinks I was being cheap.
I think I did four or five hours of work for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
metanews yesterday. Hopefully, doing the same today will get me through most of what needs to be done. I do now have email addresses for the two potential new recruits, so I'll be emailing them later this afternoon with an outline of the jobs that need to be done. I've at least experimented with doing most of them, so I can explain how the various things work.
Scott did not have to work late last night (he expected to), but he will almost certainly have to work late tonight and Wednesday. We're hoping he can avoid Wednesday because his FATE game is supposed to meet then, and we'd be sad if we couldn't do that. I really enjoy both the game and the opportunity to interact with some non-Scott adults. We do think, though, that we've got enough leftovers to see me and Cordelia through two nights of Scott working late if we need to. I'm not sure what we'll do if he works late Thursday, instead. Our leftovers will be gone by then.
I have 20-30 emails that I need to deal with today or tomorrow. In two days, I've gone from 115 items in my inbox to 146 items in my inbox. I'm afraid of things I need to keep track of getting buried permanently. I also need to fill out paperwork for my appointment on Friday, pin down when we're having Cordelia's party and invite everybody.
I think the Ativan helped with the dread leading up to leaving the house. That's always the worst part of any expedition. Once I'm actually out the door, I'm too busy being hyperalert to process any feeling of being scared.
I did find out when I got to my appointment that they've been billing things incorrectly. For some reason, they didn't record my primary insurance, what I have through Scott's job, at all and so were billing Medicare as primary. I'm really surprised Medicare didn't pitch a fit and refuse to pay anything at all. Usually, they do when something like this happens. At any rate, a whole slew of thing going back into March will have to be rebilled and reimbursed and repaid. I just hope none of it lands on me.
They saw me before my appointment time. I was actually out of the building three minutes after my scheduled appointment time. The PA I saw told me that I only need to come back if I don't seem to be getting better and that I should, as much as possible, stop using the boot. She thought it was still better to use it for going out, but she said that, within the next four weeks, I should start using the brace when leaving the house. She thought that I might need the brace all summer, at least when I'm leaving the house. I might be able to go to bare feet inside the house. I guess I'll be wearing knee socks every time I go out this summer. They're the only ones I've got tall enough to protect my skin from the velcro on the brace (the crew socks I usually buy would not be quite tall enough, and the ankle socks I wore exclusively all last summer... Yeah).
She did tell me I should start exercising but only low impact stuff. Walking is still out. She suggested an exercise bike, and we do have one. I'm just not sure I can use it very easily. It's very awkward to get at. Also, the last time I was doing it regularly, I couldn't manage more than five minutes on it before my knees were killing me. Five minutes is more than nothing, but it's really not very much.
I had to wait about fifteen minutes for a cab home, and they have nowhere for anyone to sit out there (and there's no way to watch for a cab from the waiting room-- no windows). I was pretty chilly because, since I was wearing the boot, I was wearing shorts and knee socks.
I got the same cabbie on both the trip there and the trip home. Both times, he thanked me for the tip of 'two hundred pennies.' I thought $2 was a reasonable amount on a $13 trip. I don't know if he was being sarcastic or if he thought it was funny or what. It's just that calling it 'two hundred pennies' makes it sound like he thinks I was being cheap.
I think I did four or five hours of work for
metanews yesterday. Hopefully, doing the same today will get me through most of what needs to be done. I do now have email addresses for the two potential new recruits, so I'll be emailing them later this afternoon with an outline of the jobs that need to be done. I've at least experimented with doing most of them, so I can explain how the various things work.Scott did not have to work late last night (he expected to), but he will almost certainly have to work late tonight and Wednesday. We're hoping he can avoid Wednesday because his FATE game is supposed to meet then, and we'd be sad if we couldn't do that. I really enjoy both the game and the opportunity to interact with some non-Scott adults. We do think, though, that we've got enough leftovers to see me and Cordelia through two nights of Scott working late if we need to. I'm not sure what we'll do if he works late Thursday, instead. Our leftovers will be gone by then.
I have 20-30 emails that I need to deal with today or tomorrow. In two days, I've gone from 115 items in my inbox to 146 items in my inbox. I'm afraid of things I need to keep track of getting buried permanently. I also need to fill out paperwork for my appointment on Friday, pin down when we're having Cordelia's party and invite everybody.
