For the love....

of money!!

So, I totally underestimated on my Mastercard commercial. I checked my mail today only to have my box filled with an onslaught of bills. I guess this is how it will be for the next year or so. So far my total in bills in somewhere around 18,500. One bill was even so nice to say, "We understand you do not have insurance. Please pay your bill within 15 days." To me that seems like kicking me when I am down.

I have a headache now.

However, there is some light at the end of the tunnel. I went and talked to the financial counselors at the hospital. Glory Be they help people without insurance!! After we talked she said they could probably pay 80%...I won't know for sure until I get a new bill. So that will leave me with around 4000.00 for the hospital. What I don't like is that then there is the anesthesiologist, the labs, and the surgeon that all have separate bills. They don't do financial counseling either. It would be a whole lot easier if they could all work together and lump into one payment. Ugh...UGH!

I went on Monday and got the rest of my staples out. My incision is still very sore and still very ugly. It has not completely sealed either which just gives me the heebie jeebies when I look at it. I have a hole at the top and a hole at the bottom of the cut that just are taking their pretty little time. I want it to just go away so that I can feel normal again. I still can't bend over all that well which means cleaning, playing, lifting, all that stuff hasn't been happening. There is so much I want to get done and can't right now.

I will stop complaining now. You would think getting my appendix out has been the end of the world the way I am talking. In reality I am very blessed and I am thankful that I got taken care of and I am alive and have a clean bill of health...despite a big gash in my belly. I had my whole abdomen and pelvic cavities MRI'd and everything else looked great...so that is good to know! There are so many others out there right now going through so much more and would be really happy with my 18,000 bill...so to them I offer my prayers. I am thankful this is all it was and hope and pray that we stay healthy and out of the hospital forever!

I am done talking about $$ now.

Poor Poor Pitiful Me

Some of you heard...some of you did not. I went to the ER on Thursday, January 29th, with the worst stomach pain of my life (yep...right up there with labor). Though my symptoms were not presenting themselves as "Appendicitis" that is what it ended it being. After writhing for a good 3 hours in the emergency room I was finally given a shot of morphine and settled into an ethereal fog until they could run all the tests. I guess my appendix was *this close* to rupturing...so you can say I was *this close* to dying.

Anyhow...after 4 nights in the hospital I am home now. My angel momma dropped her life at once and flew down to take care of mine.

I don't feel like doing much...not even blogging **gasp (this one surprised Josh even)** but I wanted to just give a quick update ...if you don't hear from me for a while you will know why. Hope you are all well!