Updates

Ok. So the Asshole is still not back to work. heh. Yes. We’re so thrilled. (not.)

So he went to have the EEG on Friday, and was told that no one would be able to read the results till oh… MOnday. Insert megabitch Lessa.

I called the doc down here, told him that was unacceptable, and asked what the options were – he said there were none, i reitterated my point with the proper amount of drama that there are ALWAYS options. He said that if Asshole had signed the release, that he could get copies and get them read.

See? That wasn’t difficult at all, was it. *Smirk*

Called asshole, everything was signed that needed signed, and then called the doc again to be sure he knew they’d be on the way as soon as he requested them. So, Doc gets on the horn, and calls the hospital, and pulls some strings to get the on call nuerologist to read the results ASAP – which, unfortunately, meant Saturday by two. Alrighty, so another night in Anchorage.

So, they get it read by about 11am on Saturday morning and confirm what Doc C had suspected after we told him what the tech had said – Asshole’s sleep apnea has worsened so badly that he stops breathing for up to 15 seconds at a time just after reaching the 2nd stage of sleep. Because of this, by the time he hits deeper sleep [when he does] the sleep we need to be rested, he’s forgetting to breathe for longer periods of time, and only starting again when the body snaps him awake. Thus, he’s completely exhausted, it’s also triggered the nightmares and by stress, which increases all of the above in a vicious cycle and essentially what happened at work was he fell asleep on his feet.

His bosses said he had more grit then anyone else they’d ever met – most people who fall asleep on the job, fall over too. NOt the Asshole! oh no, he just kept right on working…..however badly. heh.

So – he needs the CPAP machine. We said fine – where do we get that and when, because he can’t go back to work without it, as that is what will get him his full release to return to work. They say… “After your sleep test, the soonest we can get you in is on Wednesday.”

FUCK.

So. Doc C suggests to Asshole that I call the center down here because I can be, and I quote “extremely… um… effective… and um.. persuasive.” heh. read “bitch extraordinaire and we’ll do anything to make her feel better/get rid of her when she gets near hysterical and/or demanding…” I’m well practiced in getting the best care for my family, and by god, they get paid enough they should be kissing my ass and bowing to my whims. I’m content with just top notch care though – see how nice I can be? *smirk*

Unfortunately there’s not anyone I can even talk too down here before monday, and their clinic nights are m-w-f anyway, so he wouldn’t be able to get a sooner test AND it would cost us 120 to bring him down here, just to have to go back up for the CPAP fittings. Now, we said “can’t we just get it, get him to work, and do any adjustments when he comes home?” they said sure! that’ll be 500 bucks out of pocket because the ins. won’ t pay for it. We’ll take credit cards or certified checks.”

Have no credit card and aren’t they paying attention? I’m already in the hole because of all this shit! No way do I have 500 in the bank! Hell, then I found out Providence ER wanted him to pay our ‘20%’ out of pocket before they’d let him leave. NO> That is not the way it fucking works. YOu bill the insurance, and then bill *us* for what they don’t cover! He had a CAT scan, numberous blood and urine tests and a 4 hour ER stay that first night…. there is no way in HELL we keep 20% of that in our pockets! hell, it’ll be hard enough to come up with it as it is since he’s still missing work! GRRR! fucking docs who make a ton of dough and/or come from rich families… they fucking forget what it’s like to be poor! bastards.

Ahem. I digress.

So, Asshole is still not at work, we are still royally fucked, and our best case scenerio keeps getting worse and worse. Right now, the best case scenerio is that his sleep test wednesday night (7pm-7am) will go splendidly, he’ll get the CPAP fitted, and everything will be fine. HOwever, by that point, it’ll be Thursday/Friday, and he’d be headed up to work only to come home for his week off the following monday. *sigh* Not worth the trip, even, and his bosses agree. So now were praying they will work with us and instead the Asshole can go to work that Monday, work what would have been his week off, as well as his normal 3 week hitch, to help us pay for all of this.

It really, really, really sucks around here right now. It really does.

And to top it all off, just to prove things are still randomly falling to shit, I sat down at the computer this morning, and my speaker fell off of the top of my tower and the corner of it struck my right pinky finger right along the cuticle. can we say OW???

First picture was right after it happened – like not even 5 minutes after. The second was a couple hours later. Quality sucks, but i was shooting with my left hand, and my cam doesn’t do closeups well. But you get the idea…

It still hurts like a mofo and have you any idea how many times you use your pinky to hit return and/or shift when typing an entry here so you’d all be caught back up? *Sob* Ow.