I wanted to take a quick sec to follow up from my previous entry because I was asked a couple of times what I consider high and low vibrations. Here’s how I put it in a note:
To me (and this is a concept in MY mind), high vibrations are light, loving, caring, good health, happy, peaceful, open and honest, willing to try things, compromise, beautiful, insightful, the list goes on…
And low vibrations (again, as I see it in my mind) are darkness, secret-keeping, low-blows, jealousy, addictions, things that make you sick (literally and figuratively)…
I can think of times when I’ve been vibrating very high and very low and all kinds of in-between.
Now. Good morning from my little lofty Airbnb! It’s a cute little garage apartment in a part of town where I haven’t spent a lot of time exploring. Though I’m missing the time when [Athena] would generously offer her place to stay when I’d come into town for my doc appointments, I’m excited about taking my walk this morning in this stunning old neighborhood.
This area has been gentrifying for a couple of decades now, and this beautiful neighborhood just north of “the hood” is known for the gays moving in and turning the bones of these stately houses into absolute works of interior design ART.
I will say though, that this garage apartment, while super cute with it’s angular tiny little bed loft and all of the artistic touches this couple has put into it, is not practical in the least - especially not for anyone who wants to unpack and hang clothes (there’s NO closet, no dresser, no full length mirror!!!). Nor is it for anyone who wants to cook anything. I should have looked closer in the description of the place - it’s a kitchenette with only a mini-fridge, mini microwave and a wet bar type sink.
It’s all good though. I’m not here to hang out in this place anyway. I gotta get work done and get my brain scanned!
Today’s words will be SELF-ADVOCATE!
Ughhh. I’m about to complain again about our medical system here in the United States. I swear to god, people do not give a shit about our medical situations, and if you want to get anything done, you have to advocate for yourself!!! It’s been like this for five plus years now…ever since I went to the ER for my carotid dissection.
And today’s issue has to do with that continuing saga. You know I have to get my brain scanned annually to make sure that the aneurysm caused by the carotid dissection is still stable, right?
Long story short, someone dropped the ball and now my insurance has NOT approved the fucking scan yet. And nobody told me this until yesterday afternoon! So I spent a good part of yesterday making phone calls on my own behalf…doing some fucking medical person’s JOB, and pushing to get my own fucking shit approved!! Excuse my language, but I PAY and PAY and PAY for this stuff, and it’s someone eles’s JOB to do this shit…and they DON’T do it, so then I have to do it for MYSELF!! So not only do I have to pay for it, but I have to pay for it over and over and over. Why even have insurance??????
Again I ask how anyone who is incapacitated do this?? They can’t!! So they just get sicker and sicker within our stupid system!
Bottom line, I had to reschedule the scan for later in the day so that I can give the dumbasses more time to approve my stupid scan. And that screwed up my whole day. I have had to rearrange everything.
This kind of shit gets my blood pressure all kinds of wacky and that’s how I got myself into this position in the first place!!!
Okay. I’m done ranting. But whew! If you live in America, just don’t get sick or injured. Ever. That’s my advice for today.
Okay, the sun is out and it’s time for a calming walkie with the dog and then on with the challenges of the day!!
Let’s get out there and DO THIS FRIDAY!!
GS
Update: After checking in again with insurance about an hour ago, it wasn’t approved yet and I had to nearly CRY in the Starbucks. As of right now (it’s now 12:39pm and my scan was moved to 2:00pm), it is finally approved. Y’all. Not only do we have to advocate for ourselves, we have to beg and claw to get these motherfuckers to do anything!! You bet your sweet ass I’m going to give the radiologist’s office HELL (after they do the scan, of course).
Super Special Update that let me know today was going to be a magically good day after all: As I was begging and nearly crying on the phone at the Starbucks where I am officing today - I had NO idea that the phone call was going to get emotional - I saw and heard someone out of the corner of my eye/ear…it was a former BOSS of mine from nearly 25 years ago!!! The guy lives 1000 miles away, so it SHOCKED me to see him and I waved, but pointed to my earbuds and he could clearly hear that I was trying to get the point across with the party on the other end, so he just waved and let me go, but we texted after I finally got off the phone. And he was still close by!! We got to have a 5-minute catch-up and a photo taken together. Remind me to tell you about the friendly competition that I have with my friend Marce about this guy. He is still smoking hot and I wanted to make her just the tiniest bit jealous…and it WORKED!! I will see her tomorrow night and I can’t wait to dish with her and rub it in a little more!!
Anyway - life is better now. I’m smiling even though I forgot to bring a valium with me to take before my scan. I’m going to have to raw dog it today, but I’m still okay since I got to see Paul!
It’s the little things.
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