Busy day after a busy night meeting with the lawyer for the first time.
Doctor’s appointment for hubby.
Drop off my car at the garage.
Go to the bank.
Go to work.
Get a cab down to the garage to pick up the car…turns out it was a busted brake hose was making the front driver’s side tire do this awful whomp-whomp-whomp thing making it feel like the tire was just going to work itself off and go down rolling down the road in front of me. I parked it weeks ago and have been taking hubby in to work ever since. Of course that means most of the time I had to pick him up and that I was at my job a half-hour early every day. Yeah, that’s a joy. Just, ya know, BTW, I didn’t get paid for it. And yeah, just, BTW, I didn’t leave early either. Just, ya know, throwing that out there. Here’s another thing I’m just tossing out there; if we still had the bike I wouldn’t have to do that. If one car is broken there are still two vehicles when we had the bike and the weather has been stellar lately. I’m sure we’ll take the other one down tomorrow to find out about the chug-chug-chug thing its doing. Who knows? We may have two vehicles that will make it through the winter! Wouldn’t that be awesome?
Doctor’s appointment went…well. As far as those things go. I’d said earlier that hubby relayed to me this doctor was young. He has a gift for understatement. If this doctor has to shave every day I’ll eat my hat. Oh yeah and he looks like that dude from Star Trek: Into Darkness that, Benjamin…Benedict (that’s it, I love Google! LOL) Benedict Cumberbatch. Ok, fine, he looks more like Mr. Cumberbatch’s son to be honest with you. I know, we ain’t gettin’ no younger :)
Nice guy. Nice office. Will blog in more detail on that subject under the Super Secret Password where I can just let it all hang out.
After picking up the car I went to the new independent drugstore at the top of the street and got hubby’s new prescriptions filled. I almost missed my opportunity when Dr. Cumberbatch asked where we wanted the scripts sent and hubby said; CVS on Ocean.
No, thought I, no way. “Excuse me, Dr. Cumberbatch, we’re switching drugstores….”
Do you know they filled it right in front of me while I waited. I would have been wandering around CVS a good 15 minutes but nope. I was in and out just like that. Of course that will change when/if people on my end of town decide not to go ‘all the way’ to CVS during cough/cold/flu season. I’m hoping their business picks up. They’re nice people.
I got an email today from CreateSpace. They changed my password. At first I thought it was crap but then I realized it wasn’t. Yes, along with 5 million other people, my gmail password was posted to the world by somebody in…Russia? I dunno. I do know I checked it out and the PW was so old I just kind of laughed over it. I guess CreateSpace didn’t think it was funny. Bummer. I had to change that too. It’s been a day of passwords for some odd reason. I’ve gone the extra distance and run all of ‘get the fuck out of here’ software on ye olde computer but it all came up empty. Weird.
The last load of books from CreateSpace for NEWS is on its way to me. If I make it there I’ll be at table 7 so I hope you’ll come say ‘hi’ to me. I say ‘if’ because I don’t think hubby can sit that long to make the drive. We had been thinking about renting a car because obviously ours aren’t the best in the world but unless it’s a Lincoln or something I just can’t see him being comfortable. Then he’ll have to sit there with me for 4 hours and he can’t sit for 15 minutes at a stretch. I looked in to taking the train but it’s $52.00! One way! For one person! Holy cow!!!! Kindly keep on mind that at the longest the trip is an hour and a half. Geez. So, I really don’t know how this is going to pan out. I know there are 3 people coming just to see me and I don’t want to disappoint them. I have a good deal of money invested in this too. The price for the table, the books I had to buy upfront, the swag. I was looking very forward to this. I mean, ya know, it’s my birthday and my very first public author signing. King Richard’s Faire is definitely out he’ll never be able to walk around there and enjoy himself so, if we go, it will just be for those 4 hours. If it looks like I won’t be able to make it I’ll post in plenty of time and although the organizer won’t refund your money I will.
Blame the unthinking woman with the SUV.
I sure do.
Well, let’s see…I turned in my CVS Extra Care Card today. It sucked on two counts; 1- I meant to do it sooner so that 2- I wouldn’t get another prescription filled there but…hubby had an ER visit this morning and ended up with more meds. The guy hasn’t been anywhere near ‘his old self’ since the accident. He’s been hobbling around here like an old man for weeks. More on that in a bit, right now let’s go back to CVS for a moment. My family has shopped there for 40+ years. We’ve been extremely loyal customers. My mother always made the special trip out to the New London Mall (the OLD New London Mall, that is) to get our prescriptions filled even though Rite Aid and Brooks were closer. That’s a habit that stuck with me until this afternoon. I’m all for people quitting smoking and/or not starting in the first place but I don’t like to patronize stores that deliberately step on any freedom to make a political point (or much of any point actually). It makes me feel as though my money is good enough for them but I am not. So hasta la vista CVS, it’s been fun.
On the upside I can stop making special trips to CVS and get my prescriptions filled at Stop & Shop while I shop and I can pick up all of my supplements/vitamins/health & beauty aids there too. BUT, I’ll probably start having my prescriptions filled at the new independent pharmacy that opened at the top of the street over the summer. It’s a nice little place and the people are very friendly. They never sold cigarettes to begin with so I don’t have to feel as though they’re trying to ‘shut me out’ or something like that. AND it’s local. Shop Small.
Back to hubby.
All I asked him to do was go outside on a nice chilly early fall day and check the riding mower so that I could cut the grass. He did. I went about my business and on my third turn around the yard saw him pushing the push-mower from the garage, past the deck, around the side of the house to out front where I had already cut. I thought; WTF? Then the clutch gave out on the rider. Then we came inside. Then he was in bad shape all night and this morning. From one…two at the most…turns around 3/4 of the house. Can’t walk. Can’t sit. Can’t lay. Up to the ER this morning. I had to drop him off because it was Letter Day at the office and those suckers had to be post-marked TODAY. He saw a doctor. He had more x-rays and nothing’s broken, thank the Gods! He needs to follow-up with his GP and get a orthopedist. The the GP gave him a follow-up appointment for Sept. 30th which I thought was odd but, hey, he’s the doctor. The GP also didn’t prescribe any physical therapy for him at their one and only visit which I also thought was odd having worked in a chiropractic office for 2 years. But…he’s the doctor.
Thankfully Miss Rebecca picked him up from the ER, brought him home and dropped off his prescriptions at CVS….grr…but, hey, she didn’t know. I picked them up, turned in my card, wondered WTF cost $22.50 with my insurance and see its generic Vicodin along with 800 mg of Ibuprofen…geez those things are horse pills! I get them home and hubby tells me GEICO has made a ‘final offer’ on the bike. It’s low. Very low. Too low. Way too low. Especially since they were supposed to ‘factor’ in the engine ($1,500.00) and the new header ($500.00).
We put in an email to John Haymond over the weekend and he answered the call just as we were discussing the offer and hubby’s injuries. Mr. Haymond is sending a representative of his firm to our house tomorrow evening. I hated to do it. I really did. I just wanted this whole thing to go smoothly and everybody do their part without being….slow…about things. Seems GEICO likes to try to make the claimant ‘sweat’ by not returning calls for at least a week at a time. That’s what really pissed me off in the end; slow and low. If that’s the way it’s going to go with the simple property claim I can just imagine the nightmare the bodily injury portion will be. Having worked in a law office for 8 years I’m finally ready to throw up my hands and say; Let the lawyer handle it.
Suffice it to say that by the end of the phone call I came away with several new understandings one of which was; Why, yes, Lisa you were right, your husband should have been in physical therapy this whole time. So, at my insistence, at the end of the call hubby called the orthopedist to see if he could get in sooner but was told he could be put on a waiting list. I had him call the one the ER suggested and he can probably get in by the end of the week or early next week. The ER directions do say to follow-up with GP and orthopedist in 2-4 days. We only called the first Ortho because he did hubby’s shoulder surgery all those years ago so, ya know, he knew him. It seemed logical. Then we called the GP and found out that his appointment on the 30th wasn’t to follow-up on his injuries it was for a regular physical exam. He can get in Wednesday for a ‘regular office visit’. I think I’m going to have to sit-in this time. I’m not sure this guy knows what he’s doing. I mean hubby went in covered in bruises and told the doctor all about the accident and the guy makes the next appointment for a physical? To what? Check his cholesterol? We have more immediate and apparent problems. The lack of physical therapy is starting to make sense to me and I may have to inquire as to changing GPs from this guy to someone who has a few gray hairs.
Any-hoo, those of you with the Super Secret Password will want to stay tuned. All posts regarding this portion of my life will be under the SSP from here on out.