My Lucky Day!
Mood:  smelly
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Topic: The Medical Research Dept

It always has been.

Today, my UK Wildcats lost to LSU in Tampa. With respect to LSU, the kats disappointed me--again. Watch for a new coach to bloom in the off-season. For whatever reason, he hasn't gotten the team into champion trim yet. I love the return to fundamentals. The team shows depth and ability. I wish they could count. Patterson and Meeks have thousands of fans to watch them. They could really do with some assistance from, oh I don't know--the TEAM? Rupp is spinning. The only thing worse than watching it was to hear Tom Hammond tell us about it. What a scum bucket.

In four days, there will be the apex of a wild weekend, filled with drunken little green people. In seven days, I will have done what several of the leading medical minds told me I would not do. I will have survived this winter.

 I take my victories where I find them. This one, I'll take. I don't feel too well at the moment. For the second time in six months, a new doctor has moved out of reach and I currently have no medical team. I need one. Welcome to the real world. My Oncologist says I need surgery. He moved upstate. I can't get to him. He hasn't received authorization from MedicAid yet to pay for the surgeries he says I need. No hurry. I just need them to live. My clinic transferred me from my PCP in Benton down here--all six miles. I had no transportation. I walked the distance of two "long walks" to get TO the office, plus the return trip. That doctor moved last month, taking the 3,000 or so clinic patients he "felt he had earned" out of the clinic with him to Carbondale. Use your GPS and do the math. It comes out to about 30 miles one-way. It's a bit more of a walk than I prefer, thank you very much. So, for the moment, I have no medical coverage. At all. Period. No problem. 

I'm smelly because I have been walking today--the long walk. If you don't know what that is, ask and I'll tell you. A hint: It happens once per month. My right foot isn't appreciating the exercise. I began at 10:30 AM this morning. I am finally enroute home, with one more stop to make. I thought I would check in here first. I have had some great fun today, though.

 I saw a Robin. (First Sign)

 I saw some crocus (crocii?) blooming.

I FINALLY saw some Daffy's Bills about to bloom.

All I need to see now is some white dogwood or redbud blossoms--or a calendar telling me it is the 22nd of March. All the signs are pointing to it. The weather is sure playing like it. Even the bugs are confoozalated. But, it is very nearly--dare I say it?

SPRINGTIME!

It has been a difficult time here in the valley, with some unique challenges that have really required things of me, and others, that I just really wish were not required. But, they were. Somehow, I am surviving. I am not surviving on my own, without assistance from family and friends. I am surviving because of the help I have been given by family (phone) and friends (Food, phone).

I have to be re-certified to receive the General Assistance that is providing my rent. It's in process. Save me a spot under the bridge. I may need it.

Hope. Even here in the valley, it can make a barren place blossom. I hope you can find some signs of hope on your journey this week, too.