It’s not been quite the week I planned, or expected. What’s new, right? The high point of my week was wearing a pair of size Medium jammies. I should have just kept them on all week with the covers over my head.
I had a routine visit with my Internal Medicine doc this week. My appointment was at 3:30 and he ended up entering my exam room sometime after 5:30. I’d been glaring so hard at his “Best of Louisville” plaque, supposedly from patient recommendations, that it’s a wonder it wasn’t in flames. And I was in so much pain that any position he wanted me in for exam purposes he pretty much had to put me in.
My baby boy turned seventeen this week, and true to form both he and his brother wanted the same computer game for their birthdays, and it was released between the two. For the first time ever, Amazon screwed up and didn’t ship my eldest son’s game. And this was during my free trial of Amazon Prime, timed so that both boys would receive their games on release day. It’s minor, I know, but I don’t get to buy many gifts so I want the ones I do buy to be delivered promptly.
Speaking of gifts, it looks like my Christmas shopping budget will be zero this year. I’m going to search my Pinterest boards for inexpensive handmade gifts, but that will be it.
I’d hoped for better news from the company handling my disability appeal, but evidently the stage I am currently in, which takes 3-5 months, has a very low approval rate and it pretty much a “rubber stamp denial” stage. After that comes another hearing with a judge, but I have to wait through this one first. And last time my hearing stage wait was supposed to be eighteen months and turned out to be more like two years.
I went to my bariatric support group meeting this week, and the apathetic nutritionist was gone, so that was a plus. But a meeting I thought would focus on eating during the holidays actually focused more on stress during the holidays, family dysfunction, and financial stress. I left nearly in tears, because I just hadn’t been prepared to think about that stuff, let alone talk about it.
The release of information about Robin Williams’ diagnosis of Lewy Body Dementia has, in a way, been a positive force for me. Nerium doesn’t do any traditional advertising, so only people who have talked to someone about EHT or read tidbits about it on their Facebook feed know anything about it. And it’s life-changing. I’m in the process of contacting people individually for small-group sit-downs or three-way phone calls about it, but if I haven’t gotten to you yet and you or someone you love have or are at risk for any neurologic issue please contact me. For the price of a bottled soda a day a life can be changed. My goal is to introduce EHT to as many people as possible before Christmas. If just a few families can feel hope instead of stress this time of the year my effort has been worthwhile!
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