




I managed to avoid the emergency room this week, but I manage to play to relieve pain. Feeling stable, but I’m still waiting for a good day. I have doctors appointments jamming up every day off for the next six weeks, and I cashed in my holiday pay to pay something against the medical bills still accruing. My deductible is $1600, and so far I have blown through it, but certain specialists are out of network and those deductibles are double the out of pocket. Ah well. Such is the cost of living, or the cost of staying ill in this country, as one thing for sure, none of the billing has gone a penny toward making me well yet - we don’t even have a formal diagnosis yet. And the tests the doctors keep ordering that don’t help me get well, I am still avoiding because I know they will come up either negative for the sake of a few hundred dollars, or of absolutely zero consequence towards making me better. I spent an hour playing in the pool today, if only you were with me. I would have kicked your ass. Even when I’m unwell I just love pounding the water.