Okay so, 2008 wasn't the best year of my life and I expected that 2009 would be better. It had to be, 2008 was horrible. And how did I "bring in" 2009? In the back of a cab car going 50mph on local city streets after a snow storm with ice/snow covered roads...a ride that normally takes me 10 minutes, took HIM, all of 30 seconds-flat! So, I got the distorted thought already that 2009 was gonna suck. Then, I got sick. Then
Ashelyn got sick with pneumonia. I've been on an antibiotic for a sinus infection since Wednesday night. My first day back to work was yesterday...supposed to be 9am-9pm, but I had to leave at 7pm and probably should have left earlier. I felt worse than I felt Wednesday night and was positive that I was going to pass out last night while I was here alone with
Ashelyn. Then I was afraid to go to sleep. I thought I'd fall asleep and not wake up because I felt like I couldn't breath. So, I didn't end up falling asleep until after 6am and went to sleep with a horrible pain on the left side of my chest that radiated throughout my back. After laying down for a few minutes, the pain seemed to subside so I thought I was okay until I woke up this morning with the pain and a headache and I still feel like crap. I called the doctor when I got home from work last night because I felt THAT bad. Walking through the pharmacy to get
Ashelyn's new prescription was pure torture. I had to ride with the car window open the whole time because I could smell the gas in the car and it was making me more nauseous and light headed. I would walk a few steps in
CVS and have to stop because I thought I was gonna fall over. So, the doctor calls in a prescription for me. A different class of antibiotic in case the first one wasn't working for some reason. Well, the pharmacy calls me back to tell me that my insurance won't cover it and wants to know exactly what's wrong with me.."if she may ask?" @@ So, I tell her what's wrong...the whole sinus infection
dx etc, while I could barely speak and my speech would "break off" int he middle of a sentence-that's how weak I felt and ten I would suddenly start shivering. Well, come to find out today, it's not that my insurance won't cover it, it's that I've reached the "threshold" for the number of prescriptions I can get in a year. I have no prescriptions left until March 1st...great...it's one thing after another in this house and I'm sick of it. Yeah, I'm being negative and
pissy but I really thought I was gonna pass out and die in my sleep last night and no one would come over and help me. My mother asked me to come to her house, which would have been fine except that they smoke like chimneys over there and
Ashelyn has pneumonia-just what she needs...to live in a small human ashtray for a night.
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