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Tired, poopy and a little angry

Stomach is giving me problems, I’m not sleeping right. I’m having muscle pains.
I’m angry because of all three of those.

Other than that, I really don’t have a lot to share. I’m out of sorts and there’s not much I can do about it.

Things that were not working earlier are still not working

Basically, the shoulder that quit working after I tapered off the Ibuprofen expecting to get different anti-inflammatory meds prescribed has not come back online after I started taking Ibuprofen again. I got an appointment to see a doctor about this, but I have to make a choice between my teeth and sleeping, because I can’t pay for both right now.

Really would be nice if TX had gone with Expanded Medicaid and dropping the requirement to completely destitute your family before getting any assistance. Rick Perry, I’m coming after you for my pain and suffering. Because you are personally responsible for flipping the bird and giving a massive F.U. to Texas’ poor people, you are financially responsible for our medical bills. And don’t think you’re getting away without paying your share, Greg Abbott, because you have had several opportunities to get TX on Expanded Medicaid and you failed to do it. So you get to fork over some of the money, too. I could see this if it was your money that you were withholding, but it’s not yours, it’s not even Texas’ money, it’s Federal Money that they are giving us to make sure the Really Poor But Not Destitute can still get access to health care.

And yes, I’m feeling a little annoyed, because I have these pains I can’t deal with except to endure them, that I wouldn’t have to endure if these assholes would have just done what’s right for poor people, instead of plotting how to make things worse for poor people because you could. Just imagine how much better things would be if instead of plotting how to make poor people suffer you just … didn’t. It would be so much easier for all involved if you just stopped trying to make things worse and sat in a corner with a good book and stopped trying to actively make things worse.


Mrs the Poet comes home tomorrow

Not 100% sure yet, but when I left the hospital this afternoon, she was supposed to get the drain out and come home tomorrow. I observed her physical therapy, which consisted of lessons of how to get in and out of beds and chairs and walking up and down the hall. About the walking, she’s already walking farther than she has in months. She’s using a walker now where she was using a cane before, but she’s made several laps of the hallway in a few minutes where before surgery she only could hobble slowly back and forth between the front door and the back door, and around the grocery store once a week (which left her exhausted). She hasn’t had any “dead leg” issues or anything like that where before her operation she was a constant fall risk because like me her legs would go numb and unresponsive without notice, only worse for her because it could be either or both legs.

And that’s pretty much all I had to say and there is a very lonely cat pining for attention outside the office, so this is where I put the post to bed.

That was a waste of $3

The lab rat keeper wanted me to get my other ailments tended by the Adult Health Clinic here in Garland. So I checked the web site for hours of operation and made plans to get there, bought a $3 day pass on the transit app, and set out about the same time of day I’m normally going to bed with enough caffeine in me to blur my outlines from my vibration. Not to mention that it’s that kind of cold and damp that makes arthritis feel like someone is driving nails into your joints and they stop working, even though the temperature is relatively mild. So when I get there my hands are checking out and my knees are committing mutiny, but I can’t get in the door because the automatic opener isn’t and I can barely grip the handle to pull the door open manually. Eventually someone pushed the door open from the inside and I wander around trying to find the clinic for about 10 minutes, only to find a sign saying the clinic was closed until the 24th, no further explanation given, and the hours for the clinic are not the same as the hours shown on the web site for the clinic.

I am disappoint. I am a lot of other emotions also, mostly angry. I could have been in bed asleep and warm and mostly pain free instead of cold and hurting and vibrating.