Megan (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nanbolein) wrote,@ 2009-07-14 14:55:00 |
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Tuesday randomness
So my biggest baby is seven today. That really knocks me back. I can't believe he's that old. I still remember when he was Daniel's size and climbing all over me. Now he's actually READING his birthday cards. *sigh* I took him and Daniel to Chuck E Cheese to play today. Mom and Muffin met us there and a wonderful time was had by all...particularly Daniel. Mom and Muffin finally got to see his temper. He pitched a fit when they took him off the merry-go-round when his turn was over.
In medical news, I'm going to appeal a bill I got related to my colposcopy. The procedure in the office was fully covered, less the copay, but the lab work I got billed for because the doctor's office sent it out because they don't have the ability to process it in house. That's BS. I had no choice in where it was sent to, nor was I ever informed that I could be billed for them sending it out. Bogus. The worst that will happen is that they'll reject the appeal and I'll have to pay it. It's really the principle of the thing for me.
I think I'm going to try to see a psych relatively soon. My panic attacks have been massively ramping up lately to the point where I'm having one every night. Last night my leg hurt so badly I was convinced I had Deep Vein Thrombosis and I was going to have a heart attack and die. In the light of day I know how stupid that sounds, but in the midst of an attack you are absolutely convinced that's what happening. Usually it's chest pain and trouble breathing, but it's a chicken and egg situation for me because I'm never really sure if the pain is causing the attack or the attack is causing the pain. The visits are covered by our insurance, so there's no reason to suffer needlessly, other than the stigma of it. Mom thinks all psychotherapy-related stuff is bogus and you should just be able to will or pray your way out of it and Patrick rolls his eyes when I talk about the panic attacks, but if you've never had one, you have no idea how frightening and debilitating they are. I really don't want to do Paxil again like I did when I was 20, but maybe there's some techniques that might work or something. Anyway...that's about it.
So my biggest baby is seven today. That really knocks me back. I can't believe he's that old. I still remember when he was Daniel's size and climbing all over me. Now he's actually READING his birthday cards. *sigh* I took him and Daniel to Chuck E Cheese to play today. Mom and Muffin met us there and a wonderful time was had by all...particularly Daniel. Mom and Muffin finally got to see his temper. He pitched a fit when they took him off the merry-go-round when his turn was over.
In medical news, I'm going to appeal a bill I got related to my colposcopy. The procedure in the office was fully covered, less the copay, but the lab work I got billed for because the doctor's office sent it out because they don't have the ability to process it in house. That's BS. I had no choice in where it was sent to, nor was I ever informed that I could be billed for them sending it out. Bogus. The worst that will happen is that they'll reject the appeal and I'll have to pay it. It's really the principle of the thing for me.
I think I'm going to try to see a psych relatively soon. My panic attacks have been massively ramping up lately to the point where I'm having one every night. Last night my leg hurt so badly I was convinced I had Deep Vein Thrombosis and I was going to have a heart attack and die. In the light of day I know how stupid that sounds, but in the midst of an attack you are absolutely convinced that's what happening. Usually it's chest pain and trouble breathing, but it's a chicken and egg situation for me because I'm never really sure if the pain is causing the attack or the attack is causing the pain. The visits are covered by our insurance, so there's no reason to suffer needlessly, other than the stigma of it. Mom thinks all psychotherapy-related stuff is bogus and you should just be able to will or pray your way out of it and Patrick rolls his eyes when I talk about the panic attacks, but if you've never had one, you have no idea how frightening and debilitating they are. I really don't want to do Paxil again like I did when I was 20, but maybe there's some techniques that might work or something. Anyway...that's about it.
