Happy birthday to shiftercat!
Hello to new reader pisicutsa!
Still mostly okay.
Had yet another argument with the rheumatologist's secretary.
Me: "I need to reschedule my appointment, but I need you to approve the Robaxin you denied last week, as I'm now out of it."
Her: "Well, we will not do that, because this keeps happening."
Me: "Well, unless you want to come pick me up, I can't get there. We have a flat tire. Not gonna drive on it. And I don't think I should be denied medically necessary treatment because I happen to have a flat tire."
Her: "....pls hold." (She doesn't say please or thank you, and she hangs up on me. Power-tripping crazyperson.)
Her: "We need to reschedule you."
Me: "That is what I asked for, yes. Do you have anything next week? I'll be sorting out the tire situation this week."
Her: "No, but I can get you in this Thursday."
Me: "I can't guarantee that the tire will be fixed by then, and I'd really rather not go through this again. Do you have anything next week?"
Her: " ...February 2."
Me: "Fine. And I need my Robaxin."
Her: "We won't..."
Me: "I would like the doctor to call me."
Her: "Fine. That probably won't be til after 5."
Me: "That is fine by me."
Her: *takes my number, hangs up on me*
Her: "The doctor isn't able to make his calls today. He says he'll give you enough to make it to the February 2 appointment, but if you miss that, you better get your meds from your primary care doctor from now on."
So I'm trying to figure out how to handle this. Clearly, I need a new rheumatologist (Bostonians - anyone got one you like?). I actually like the doctor, and want to see if this repeated pattern of hissyfits and denial of necessary medicine (this is the same doctor's office that denies the Celebrex) is his or his nasty secretary. If it's his secretary, I will recommend that he fire the bitch. If it's him, I see a malpractice suit in his future.
My difficulty getting there is due to multiple factors. Primarily health and money. When I'm brainfogged, I need to not be driving half an hour there and half an hour back (it isn't T-accessible), and when I'm poor, I need to not be hauling $40 out of the bank account every month or two. And I think it's not unreasonable for a doctor to allow for the fact that the condition he is treating his disabled patient for might make it difficult for her to get around, that her condition rendering her unable to hold down a job might make it difficult for her to pay your copay and the parking fees quite as often as you'd like.
But hey. That's just me.
So I think what I'll be doing is asking my primary care doc to take over med dispensing, and looking for a rheumatologist who can actually treat me according to my ability to get there, and understand when I can't. I will call this doctor and express my concerns. I will not continue to see him unless he agrees to see me maybe every six months or as needed, and disciplines his secretary. And not in the fun kinky way.
Medical Catchup for New Readers
Epilepsy and fibromyalgia are the big two, with pretty much everything the fibro's comorbid with. And bursitis in my knees and hips. Stuttery heart, asthma, allergies, et cetera. I'll do a full head-to-toe list sometime. It'll depress you.
Publication of a Sort
I wrote a poem about my flash-bonding with s00j and omnisti. Perfumers Violette Market held a call for love poetry to base perfumes on. I had just sent it to Adam to print so I could send it to S00j with her $WINTERHOLIDAY gift, so it was on my mind, so, I sent it.
So... it is here. The spacing is weird, which makes the page hard to read; just search for my name.
My poem smells like "heart seams inflamed with spicy pink and black pepper, smoky caramel, and a cooling dose of sweet chocolate, vanilla cream, and winter buds." Sounds delicious, actually. I get a free bottle.
Link Soup, Inauguration Edition
* January 20h.
* 88 Lines About 44 Presidents.
* Open letter.
Conventional wisdom has it that a large star eventually collapses to a black hole, but some theoretical models suggest it might instead become a so-called naked singularity. Sorting out what happens is one of the most important unresolved problems in astrophysics. The discovery of naked singularities would transform the search for a unified theory of physics, not least by providing direct observational tests of such a theory.
Café Zazou: Edition Fête 2008: This year’s holiday edition of Café Zazou is a very strong, dark Arabica coffee bean roasted with clove, pumpkin, almonds and allspice. In the Café it is served sweetened with honey, but no milk. Un petit ou un grand, madame?
In bottle: Pumpkin-almond.
On me: Oh, the spices come out to play! Sweet, with an edge of almond - almost tactile, the smell of the feel of ridged almond.
What Knockers!: Sticky sweet blackberries, a brush of creamy, blonde hair and an adorable, shortened lab coat.
In bottle: Berrylicious.
On me: Less berrysplosion - lighter and subtler.
8:30: A mountain high plate of our super wonderful pumpkin waffles with pumpkin pie seasoned whipped cream and a little carafe of maple syrup.
In bottle: Very sweet! Maple pumpkin goodness.
On me: This is freakin' delicious, and I wish I'd had a chance to buy some before it disappeared from the site! :( Sad 'song.
Pumpkin: Marshmallow, sweet candied orange peel, buttercream frosted cupcakes, maple sugar candies and a pair of sticky hands holding a little bouquet of chrysanthemums and applewood branches
In bottle: Orange orange ack. I don't dare try it on.
Well, today I get to work. Deal with doctor crap. Get cracking on revisions for my Ravens in the Library story. Get stuff put away from Arisia; write the Arisia recap. *nod* Tonight's the parent meeting for the Washington DC trip the entire eighth grade goes on; presumably they will be telling us how much it costs. Part of why I'm a bit on the frustrated side today.