one thing piles on another after another after another..then some little something that is absolutely miniscule sends me into a weeping heap. It's been one of those kind of weeks or two..hee. Yep, the other morning, I was trying to get her dressed and I kept pulling out one pair of pants after another that just weren't fitting. Threw me right over the edge. Kinda funny when I think about it now. But seriously...we had an issue with the pharmacy...big shocker. So let me see if I can give a short version. She's on a very expensive IV antibiotic that is given by nebs. She's been on it for a year. Requires preauth from insurance. I call in the refill. I call in 3 different meds actually. Three days later hubs goes to pick up drugs (I've received a preauth letter in the mail the day after calling it in) comes home with no antibiotic but with a note on the bag stating they need preauth. HELLO? They are the ones who initiate the preauth but they don't check to see if it comes when you come to pick up the meds when there is a note on the bag??? One of the other drugs was out of refills, which I did not know. So they faxed a request to her physician who does not accept faxes on refills. I have to call them. But since no one let me know...no refill. They graciously offer to sell it to me OTC even though her insurance covers it in full!! After a fight basically I get the meds. BUT COME ON...REALLY? Just another day...so she had the VCUG and kidney and bladder ultrasound weeks ago. I call the dr a week ago and ask about results. I knew there was reflux but I didn't know the extent and I had no results on the ultrasound. I was on the cusp of calling again when they finally call me to tell me "there is grade 2 reflux in the kidneys" and I wait....you know, to see what the plan is since that is worse than the last time we checked her kidneys. She says nothing. I tell her, this is worse, what does the dr want to do....her response "hmm, I don't know he didn't tell me that" She calls me back and tells me he wants to refer her to a UROLOGIST. Ok. What urologist do I want to use? I don't know, I don't have a rolodex of pediatric urologists in my brain. I don't even know who is on the insurance. Isn't there a referral nurse who handles these things?So then I call insurance and she's happy to send me a list of specialists for the kidneys. I get the email. A whole list of pediatric NEUROLOGISTS. I keep thinking I must have ridiculously high expectations. You think?
I'm sure lack of sleep and housatosis all play into this. Oh yeah, and after the sewer back up disaster that puts us back into house hunter mode again.Which is a whole other frustrating situation all on it's own. This past weekend my mother in law has a fall that causes a very bad head bleed. She remains in critical care, but I believe she is out of the woods on the bleed..just a ton of recovery ahead of her.
So, why, you ask does a silly pair of pants cause such a reaction...well it brings to light her slightness, how very tiny she is. Not to mention she spent the entire day yesterday stumbling around quite a bit more than usual. By evening she takes a couple bad falls. Which has me wondering if her ears are out of whack or maybe its her sinuses? Never ending.
Housatosis (house-a-toe-sis): the inability to leave ones home for an extended period of time causing stir crazy behavior.
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