Things that I've learned at my many doctor visits recently..

The bigger the practice and the bigger the waiting room and the more recepionists, nurses, and other staff they have means the longer the wait time and the less personal your visit will be. Also, the more information regarding your symptoms they have you write down the more times they'll ask you what those symptoms are and why you're there. The more embarrassing the symptoms? Then the louder they'll ask and in front of more people. Seriously I'm not sure why they have you fill out your medical history at all- it's not like a single person looks at it. My new response when they ask me a question I've already answered on paper? "I believe that I answered that question on #5 on page 35 of your survey, approximately 56 minutes ago while I was waiting."

A couple of things

I have some weird medical issues happening lately. I've seen my dr. and ruled out hormonal imbalances (which considering my previous diagnosis makes that they're all 'normal' completely weird). I had full blood work ups done that revealed nothing. I've been weaning off the Effexor to rule out things as being side effects. I've been off the Effexor for a week. A really, really hard week to boot. There are so many things going on right now that I feel like I can't talk about. Today I go for an MRI. Two actually. One with dye and one without. I'm nervous. Which apparently makes me mean and impatient. My kids are hiding upstairs. I'm really upset that Ashley is sick. That is completely irrational- and I know it. Like she can control the puking? Sigh... I need to get a grip. Hopefully I'll get some answers today or soon regarding these health issues.

The good news is that I've got all this nervous energy and as a result my house is getting more and more organized. My office is 95% done. I even bought a labeler so I can be as nerdy as Sheri. In other good news I got a second refrigerator. I made a swap with a in my ward. She had a fridge she was getting rid of and I had a computer desk- so we swapped. Good trade all around.

The Finger of Blame

I got a letter in the mail from my health insurance company yesterday. Apparently they want to be 502% positive that there isn't anyone else who can pay for the care of my ankle. I got a 2 1/2 page questionare about the causation, location and responsibility of my injury.

They want to know where it happened (podunk, northern NV)
How it happened (Um, I'm a clutz)
If I was in or around a motor vehicle (um, within 20 feet- but still not the car's fault)
If expenses due to accidental injury/accident? (Actual question) I put: yes, but who would injure themselves on purpose? That's a lame question. (Actual answer).
If the injury happened while I was working? (Well, I was carrying a kid- which is part of my job)
If if happened while playing college sports... (Yeah right!!)

Basically they don't want to pay for the injury if there is anyone else they can make do it. Lovely.

Long day! But good news. ..

So I had extra kids sleep over last night. So this morning I had two kids to get ready for school. Luckily 7 year olds get ready by themselves- they just need nagging. Then once they were out the door I got 5 kids in the car to take Megan to preschool. Then home to nap both babies. Then back 2 1/2 hours later to pick her up, then home for a rushed lunch, then out the door to take the other Megan to kindergarten, then dropped my kids + one extra off at my moms. Then I went to the foot doctor where I waited for 3 1/2 hours. (Ugg) Costco run and then I went to pick up my kids and they were all sleeping. So I crashed at my mom's for an hour- until she kicked me out since she had company coming for dinner. Then home to rush through dinner and now we're on the way out the door again since Steve has an audit tonight and I've got Bunco. The girls are going to a friend's house and steve's picking them up when he's done. Whew! So I've been gone all day- but hi! What have you been up to??

The good news? No more boot on my foot! At least as long as it feels well. If it starts to hurt then I have to put it back on for another week

In other good news? I've not taken any narcotic pain killer (or any pain killer) for more then 24 hours. Woo!! I may not be an addict after all!

Yay for the endodontist!!

I never thought I'd be so anxious to see a dentist in my life. I got an appointment for 11:00 this morning. I have never felt such sweet relief in my life as when I got that first shot of novicane. Ahhh. I've not slept the whole night through in weeks. I kept falling asleep in the dentist's chair since I could finally sleep with the pain gone. It's almost 10- so eleven hours since my appointment and I've felt no pain. None. I have feeling back in my jaw and there is no pain. YAY!! I'm so ready to go to bed and sleep all night long.

Just say no!

How do you know when you're an addict? I was taking pain pills for my foot. Right when we got back from our trip I went to the dentist and got 5 cavities filled. Two were quite deep. Deep and infected- but not quite infected enough to warrant a root canal. So the dentist did what's called a pulp cap- supposed to keep it from needing a root canal. Anyway- said that they'd be sensitive for a while. Well- it's been two weeks. I now can't function without taking a couple Loratab or Vicoden a day. I've also taken to squirting infant motrin or tylenol directly on the affected area (really helps btw). I went back in today. It's possible that the tooth behind the one he worked on needs a root canal, or it could be in pain because the bite was high, or it could be the ginormous canker sore. So I'm supposed to treat the canker sore, and he fixed the bite. If it doesn't get better by monday or so (not all the way- but a noticable improvement) then I get to go to a specialist for the root canal since it's my very very back molar. Joy. But yeah- I've been taking prescription pain meds daily since the first day of vacation. Not sure that's good.