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Less productive day
Jan. 8th, 2020 08:51 pmI was not as productive today--but it was an okay day. I have been hungry for pancakes for weeks, so this morning I made a batch of buttermilk pancakes for breakfast. I ate three and made three more with the last of the batter which are now in the fridge waiting to be heated up in the microwave for another meal later. I had thought of making a baked potato and a chicken kiev for supper tonight but just didn't feel like going through the effort, so I made buttered popcorn instead. I have an apple in my pocket for "dessert," but I am not feeling much like eating it.
I have been listening to an audio book on YouTube most of the day and working on the Christmas table runner I thought I'd be working on in the hospital, but the torturous ordeal I went through there made it impossible for me to do anything but cry and demand a patient advocate and a lawyer.
I have still had no response from the so-called medical professionals to my letter. I am not going to the cardiology appointments and I am now seriously considering not going to the nephrology appointment either. The thought of walking in the doors of that hell hole makes me feel like throwing up and sobbing hysterically. I am still having nightmares almost every night.
My insurance rep was here for almost two hours today. We discussed the shit I went through in the hospital and she (who is also a nurse) does not understand why they acted like they did. I am really struggling with the long-lasting emotional effects of this crap. How do I get over it?
Anyhow. Not much going on other than stress and anguish. LOL.
My new cat fountain came today. It is much smaller than I expected. I also got a pizza cutter--not the kind with the little wheel but a massive curved blade that you repeatedly rock across your pizza. It has a plastic blade protector to store it in--with very little effort, I could use it to behead zombies. It is MUCH BIGGER than I expected. I also added a new Barbie to my collection--it was a bargain at $9.99. It is a Fashionista Ken with a muscular but unjointed body and long honey blonde hair. He kind of reminds me of a youthful Jan Michael Vincent--before he got old and fat and alcoholic. I saw him in another doll collector's pictures on line, and I knew I had to have him. I wish he was jointed though. I think it is disgusting that Mattel doesn't make every doll with joints. You can do so much more in displaying them when they are jointed.
Stewie drank and ate moderately well today. He wanted short bursts of cuddling throughout the day. I think he is getting better. I would feel much better if he would fatten up a little. I love him so much.
I have been listening to an audio book on YouTube most of the day and working on the Christmas table runner I thought I'd be working on in the hospital, but the torturous ordeal I went through there made it impossible for me to do anything but cry and demand a patient advocate and a lawyer.
I have still had no response from the so-called medical professionals to my letter. I am not going to the cardiology appointments and I am now seriously considering not going to the nephrology appointment either. The thought of walking in the doors of that hell hole makes me feel like throwing up and sobbing hysterically. I am still having nightmares almost every night.
My insurance rep was here for almost two hours today. We discussed the shit I went through in the hospital and she (who is also a nurse) does not understand why they acted like they did. I am really struggling with the long-lasting emotional effects of this crap. How do I get over it?
Anyhow. Not much going on other than stress and anguish. LOL.
My new cat fountain came today. It is much smaller than I expected. I also got a pizza cutter--not the kind with the little wheel but a massive curved blade that you repeatedly rock across your pizza. It has a plastic blade protector to store it in--with very little effort, I could use it to behead zombies. It is MUCH BIGGER than I expected. I also added a new Barbie to my collection--it was a bargain at $9.99. It is a Fashionista Ken with a muscular but unjointed body and long honey blonde hair. He kind of reminds me of a youthful Jan Michael Vincent--before he got old and fat and alcoholic. I saw him in another doll collector's pictures on line, and I knew I had to have him. I wish he was jointed though. I think it is disgusting that Mattel doesn't make every doll with joints. You can do so much more in displaying them when they are jointed.
Stewie drank and ate moderately well today. He wanted short bursts of cuddling throughout the day. I think he is getting better. I would feel much better if he would fatten up a little. I love him so much.
