Hurry Up and Wait

It seems like just a few years ago I could schedule a doctor appointment, see the doctor and make arrangements for any type of procedure and it was a relatively streamlined process.

Not now.

Primary doctor has to refer you to a specialist.  Specialist then recommends a procedure that requires a different doctor.  Primary then has to refer you to the additional doctor and then you get the pleasure of waiting a month for an appointment.  Once the additional doctor determines what he/she will do, insurance then gets to agree or disagree with the doctor as to whether or not they will pay for the procedure.  Fingers crossed the insurance agrees.  Even still, all of this will cost out-of-pocket an amount that would easily cover my monthly expenses for a few months.

Apparently, I have to also request my records/imaging from the facilities that helped the first two doctors determine I had a medical issue that needs resolution.  I had to be that squeaky wheel just to get the darn appointments and now I have to nag for some ultrasound and biopsy records.

I remember the good old days when the doctors’ offices took care of everything and I just had to show up.

What is the upside?  I have the ability to (hopefully) be healed with the help of all of these people and places I’m complaining about….throwing in a little gratitude for karma’s sake.


I Had a Dream

I had a dream last night where a song was playing in the background like in a movie you would watch.  When I woke and remembered the dream, I found it amusing that my sleeping brain would throw a song in the narrative.

I enjoyed the dream.  I loved the vibe of it.  It was like living in a lost moment in time again.

Time Out

I’m contemplating removing myself from social media for a bit of a break.  I’m tired.  I’m tired of the anger.  I’m tired of all the ugliness.  I might need to pull the plug from the news outlets too.  Doesn’t matter – FOX, CNN, MSNBC, BBC…..all of my go-tos have too much negativity and I want a break.


I want to enjoy the holiday season.  I want to smell cinnamon, sing Christmas songs, eat too much, and just be normal again.

The one exception is Instagram.  My daughter frequently posts photos and videos of my grandchildren and I need those to recharge and be mindful of what matters most.  I love those babies!