Tuesday

Boy am I messed up today. I have an appointment with my PCP this morning and had gotten up to go to the bathroom and looked at my watch. At that time I realized (I thought) I needed to get dressed and go outside to wait for the ride to come. So I hurried up and got dressed and was getting my bag together to head out the door when the phone rang. It was the driver for the company that was coming to pick me up. I told him I was going and that I was heading out the door now and would be outside waiting for him. Well he was quiet for a minute and then said that I wasn't scheduled to be picked up for an hour or so. So here I sit with time on my hands that I didn't think I'd have. It feels nice.

I have a monthly appointment with my PCP. I go to be checked out and to make sure that I don't end up not having the medications that I need to go through my day. Today I have to remember to ask for a prescription for the medication I take for my Reflux. I have to have a Prior Authorization for this medication. I don't know why. It's gone to a genaric form now so it costs about 1/5 of what it did so there shouldn't be any reason for the insurance company not wanting to pay for it. The insurance company would rather pay for other name brands out there that cost even more that the brand name of the med I take. I have been on all of the heartburn medications out there but the only one that works is the one I take. It's getting so bad with insurance not wanting to pay for something because they want you to pay twice as much for over the counter medication that half the time doesn't work. I need something that I know will work and that is why I take the med I take.

I like to go see my PCP. She is about my age, maybe a little younger and has 2 girls around the ages of my boys. Maybe the oldest one is a little younger than my oldest son. It's nice to talk to her about things going on in my life and see how things are going with her and her kids. It's going to be hard to get an appointment with her in the next couple of months because she cuts back her hours even more during the summer as her kids are home. She only works 30 hours a week as it is but I'm glad I can get appointments when I need them. I always book a new appointment when I see her. So when I see her today I'll book my next appointment. I may see if I can go all the way to August this time. I just miss seeing her even though I know I'm not really a friend to her and if I saw her outside her office she couldn't admit that she even knows me.
I would love to have her as a friend and at time have thought about changing PCP's so that I could pursue a friendship with her. But I decided that having her for a doctor out weights having her for a friend.

There was a posting on Face Book yesterday about my Dad. It was an Obit and I'm not sure if it was printed in the paper or not. One of my cousins in Waco had posted it on FB. There were a few things I didn't know about my dad in there and then there were the things that were wrong. Like my name and the spelling of one of my sister's last name. Come on folks, I have had the same last name for the past 5 years and have sent Christmas cards to the person who gave the information for the obit. And as for my other sisters last name if the sister who gave the information for the obit had even bothered to look on FB she would have seen how to spell her last name. In fact if that sister had gone on FB and looked me up she would have seen what my last name is. It's been the same as my dad for 5 years at least. I went to a lot of trouble to change it back and know that I let everyone in my family up here know that I had changed it. There is no reason to get it wrong. I'm so pissed about it it's not funny. It shows her lack of intrest in her sisters. How is that for family. I love her and would give her the shirt off my back if she needed it but I'm pretty sure she wouldn't do the same for me. In the past when I have needed help she was the last (or never even bothered) to give me a hand. If I could disown her as a sister at times I would. I do have to say I am happy that she is doing what she's doing now to help settle my Dad's estate but I don't think I'm going to get whatever my Dad may have left me. I know the woman that was living with our dad took things out of his house after he died and that may be a reason I don't get anything. We don't know what she took and unfortunatly there is no way to find out what was there that may be missing. So it's gone for go.

I have to get off these tangents so I'm going to stop for now.