i have a doctor's appointment on April 1st. i need to get bloodwork done. i am patiently waiting, i mean as fucking patiently as i possibly fucking can, for my Medicaid cards to show up so i can make the fucking changes to all the shit i have going on. i need to cancel Anthem, but i'm not doing that until the cards show up. and what really pisses me off, if i have been in the system since the 1st, why don't i have any cards 24 fucking days later? makes no fucking sense possible. i got a text from Kroger today that my Rybelsus will cost $2.657.56 to fill. basically, i am now in a Leonard Cohen song where it is way more cost effective to die than continue to struggle to live.
speaking of that, mom's doctor's appointment yesterday was interesting, she is a bit of a chatty person, always her nature. so, she admitted to having thoughts of suicide, etc. one, that pissed me off as it clearly is a reflection on the job i am doing as caretaker. second, of course they want her to think about taking some more pills to perhaps lighten her mood. third, why the fuck are these appointments two fucking hours long.
we went to Arby's after the appointment and got home in time to watch Monday Night Raw. it was a really good show, once again.
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