Surgery--Again

You'd be you but happier.

I'll be interested to see what you think of CBT. It's kind of clunky but helpful to lots of people. LOTS.

I don't know, Roberta. I do know that when I find something I'm good at, I stick with it. I'm good at worrying.

You will always be you, Roberta.
That's what I love about you.
But I really like the notion of less anxiety ... if that is actually possible, given what you're dealing with from the bureaucracies you're forced to deal with.

Sending you love and hugs across the poind. Thinking of you Boida, always in my heart ((((((((((((((((Boida))))))))))))))))))) x

I was just thinking about you, Iz. Sending a giganto bearhug back atcha.

Back from Bellevue. Had my throat checked. It always makes me a noivous wreck. Throat OK. Sighing big time.

I reached the four-year mark. The doctor told me that if the cancer is gonna come back, it usually does so in the first two or three years after treatment. Not heaving the final sigh yet. They're gonna check on me for another year.

Phew.


Hugs.


How's mit otherwise?

Good and good.

Otherwise, I'm eh plus. I think the therapy is working. I find myself worrying less about small stuff I used to stew about. I still worry about stuff worthy of worry.

My knee hurts. I see the internist next month and will get it checked.

As for breathing, I have my good days and my not so good days.

My BP is up and down. Not up dangerously, but it should be level. I'm checking it regularly. Another note for the internist.

Still eating soft stuff. My teeth, what remains of them, are hanging in/on.

Aren't you glad you asked, bunny? Hug right back atcha.

osso, I agree with the goods. Thanks.

Would they pay for dentures dollink?

A goil needs pleasures like nice food.

Not that I know from what dentures are like to wear.

Medicaid dumped me. They might have paid. Medicare doesn't to dental stuff unless I have some extra deal. So for the time being, I'm on mush. I miss meat. I miss biting into a samwich. I miss crunchy stuff. I also miss my teeth.

How's by you? Your back? Your neck? Your overall self?

Not quite daring to say it, but this morning neck actually feels better. Last time flying to Ceduna wrecked it again just as it was improving, why I don't know!

I flew up again on Tuesday this week and it didn't exacerbate it. Used a neck cushion this time.

I finally shelled out for a massage with a new person and she hurts like hell, but it was really helpful....I am doing it again whether I can afford it or not.

How DARE they drop your Medicaid?

The system you have over there leaves me reeling.

you say for now....does that mean you hope to be able to afford help for your teeth in a bit?

Glad about the neck and the helpful massage.

The medical system we have here leaves me reeling, too. And broke. It's one of the worry-worthy things I worry about.

I can add on some kind of additional coverage for dental (I think), but I can't do it until November or December.

Not only did they drop my Medicaid, but I received no notice. I have bills for three months that weren't covered by anything. Another source of worry-worthy worrying.

But my throat is OK, and I rejoice. I'll worry about that other stuff tomorrow.

Rejoicing mit you! ((((Boida))))

I have just heard of hernia and one of my (not so close) friend had it so just aware, don't have much idea about it.

Bah humbug. I'm reactivating this thread, because if the shoe fits, I gotta wear it.

I saw the throat doctors last week. A suspicious something was spotted. Now I have to have a biopsy. The head doctor, who's the only one I've seen before, doesn't think it will be anything. But he thinks that what they're looking at needs to be checked.

The biopsy is surgery. Bellevue hasn't reopened it surgical units. So I have to go to another hospital--a hospital I hate. I went there yesterday, yes, on Christmas eve.

The person I was supposed to see had no information on me, no record of my appointment, and no access to my info. She said she would get the matter resolved. I believed her. But this was Christmas eve. Would she be able to reach people at Bellevue? I suggested that I leave and come back when she had what she needed. (This hospital is a few blocks from where I live.)

She thought that was a good idea. She said she would call me when she had things straightened out. She said she'd call yesterday. No call.

You know, and I know that you know, and you know that I know that you know that I will get this matter resolved. Do I need the additional aggravation? No. But it will be resolved. If things go as they have in the past, I might get it resolved by the time Bellevue's surgical unit reopens. Or maybe there'll be a Christmas miracle, and the lady will get things resolved.

Not a happy camper.

On a lighter note, when the young throat doc told me I had to go to the hospital I hate, I told him that I hate that hospital. Is it too far away? he wanted to know. No, it's very close. Do you live in Harlem? No. I told him where I live. Oh, it's very nice there. Rent stabilization can get a poor person in a nice neighborhood, says I. Do I want a roommate, he asks. Huh, says I. Can I cook, he wants to know.

Maybe my new roomie, the boychik doctor, can get things straightened out. (BTW, he likes chicken soup.)

Oh, Crap!

Not the best and the waiting can just make it seem to be a gazillion times worse. Hoping this gets resolved and turns out to be a nothing.

Will be watching for upadates.

Well....phooooey!

I'm wishing you the best. Crossing fingers and toes!