We finally got away from that damn surgeon's office in West Memphis around 6:15ish this evening. James got in at 6 for his 4p.m. appointment and I was cold, and tired, and cranky as hell by then. Anyhow, outpatient surgery is finally scheduled for January 4th and all that's left for us to do is scrape up the money to pay for it since the pre-existing clause tacked onto his health insurance is a most surely not going to pay for it (as if it would pay much anyway with that damned $,3000. deductable). I swear, if the government doesn't get off their duffs and do something about these outragious health care costs we're all likely to be in the poorhouse soon. Or out on the street corner trying to make a living. (My luck they'd all be standing in a line for refunds).
We stopped by and picked Zach up at his Mom's (where he's been since Monday) on our way home. He's sick again and I know this for certain because he climbed his little hinny into his new bed and is snoring already.
I hope everyone is being good cause there are only a couple more "sleeps" till Santa comes. I'd be a lot more excited about it if my Santa looked like this.
He could jingle my bells any old time!!
6 comments:
Girl your always thinking about something to eat! :-) Merry Christmas!
wowzeers - your santa is a hottie! I wouldn't mind sitting on his lap, hee hee.
I hope everything works out, I agree that there will soon be a major health care crisis in this country and finally the government is going to have to do something about it! Employers are no longer footing the bill, costs are skyrocketing and there is no checks in place.
Hmm... I believe I might stay awake for that Santa Claus.
Nah, Take too much energy anymore. I would just put him on the mantle and look at him.
I hope Zach feels better by Christmas. And I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas, Brenda.
hot damn that's one sexy santa...
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