Since our last meeting, I've given in and set up a payment plan on the pump, because frankly I need my supplies and they had stopped sending them due to an overwhelming balance on my account. I know I would usually rant about this, but I'm tired of it. I'm just over the whole damn thing. I need my pump, I need my supplies, I'm over a barrel if I don't get them, end of story. Whether it's Medtronic that screwed up with communication or my insurance that screwed up with paying or me who screwed up because I didn't do a thorough job of double-checking everyone else's work is neither here nor there.
Also, I noticed that hardly anyone read the last blog I did, probably because I didn't post it on Twitter or Facebook or anything, so here's a link in case you're interested: Read Me. Note- there are Muppet Babies.
We're coming up on September 15th...for those of you who don't know what that means, it's an anniversary for me. The day I was diagnosed with diabetes REDACTED years ago. Some years it comes and goes and I don't pay attention to it, but more and more I'm seeing that I kind of focus on it. Another year, no cure. Am I bitter? (If you have to ask you're not a regular reader of this blog.) I'm not, actually. I'm resigned, which might be even sadder.
Honestly, at this point I wouldn't even know how to NOT be a diabetic, so what would be the point?
What else has been going on? Bandit has been sick, testing my patience and my skills as a future parent. Thank goodness for my husband, who keeps coming to the rescue when I feel like I can't take the whining one second longer. It doesn't help that the dog is 50+ pounds and needs assistance getting up and down off of the bed...usually on my side. Or that the meds he's been on have been making him gassy and uncomfortable. He's getting better though, so that's a good thing.
We're also looking at getting a new car, because getting a child in and out of the back of a Camaro is not going to be a back friendly endeavor. We had to take my car in to get some work done on it before we can trade it in, though. Someone dropped what we think might be a ladder on the roof and dented the heck out of it earlier this summer, and that sort of thing decreases the value of a trade in. Otherwise that thing is in primo shape- I've been trying to take *really* good care of it because that's what you should do when you have a cool sports car, even if you don't like it because you keep hitting your head on the ceiling whenever you go over a bump.
I'd still like to stick with black even though we live in the desert and it gets crazy hot...I'm thinking this will be big enough, and I even like the detailing:
Sure, it's seen some action, but the previous owner swears it's tough enough to handle anything.
