Lots to catch up on, as I mentioned in Tupp's thread.
Monday, this week, B, Hol & I agreed that it had already been a week - and not a good one. B is pulling teeth trying to solve two paperwork issues with his insurance. The first, is they had questions for the surgeon about his stimulator - which was implanted in April. Just yesterday, he got word from them that the battery in it (sealed in it, mind you) was approved. (Rolling eyes so hard I'm looking out my ass at this totally out there detail.)
The second, is that they need him to have a letter from the doc about how this device has either "fixed" him (a physical impossibility) or if he needs continued treatment -- which he DOES for the pump, which needs refilled about every 3 months. This letter needs to report the conclusion of a physical range of motion test, which so far hasn't been approved despite multiple orders/requests from the docs. Doc's internal insurance process had changed - and unbeknownst to B - his whole fed insurance group had changed TOO - so there was a new fax number which no one knew about. Understand, with the docs - there is no calling and speaking to a human being. You leave a message and HOPE someone calls you back OR we drive over the mountain for him to visit the office and pass on info in person. He never gets a phone number for the insurance people who are supposed to coordinate with his worker's comp people.
So, come to find out the Fed insurance people changed their mind what they wanted yesterday. Now, they want the docs to find a PT that accepts Fed Worker's Comp, to perform a range of motion test. :rolleyes to the outer limits of the galaxy:
SIGH.
Hol's situation is just as clustered into a mess. She has two more months of having to have the interlock on her car, as part of the DUI probation. Then, she's home free. No violations... everything is good, right? Well, it was until the unit gave her a warning that the system would lock out on the 6th, on her way to the monitoring appt. (They pull the data off the device and clear & reset it.) Technician reset it... and on the way home, she stopped at my house and dropped off our mail. When she started the car again - it gave her another lockout message. Aug 12th. She had turn around and drive BACK to that location over the mountain for him to reset it again.
And she also stopped by the court-associated office to check the possibility of a violation being reported. That's important because she would have to go back to court and start the whole two year process all over again. No violations on her record (though, admittedly, those people haven't always known what day it is most of the time). Her anxiety levels are beyond beyond, at this point... and she's done nothing wrong. Complied the whole 9 yards.
And when she got home from THAT reset, she got the lock out message again. By this time, she's on the phone with the company's tech support and they make another appt for her with the same techician for the next day. She shows up and the office is closed. Apparently ALL the offices nearby were closed that day and no one - including their company tech support - knew that. The device locks out on Saturday; she has another appt tomorrow. She ASKED if there was any way she go to another location with a different technician since this one doesn't seem to be able to correct the issue. B looked at it (no once but the tech is allowed to touch it) - and noticed that when the hood is closed, it's pressing on a wire connection for the device. Our roads aren't smooth and every bump is dinging this system and causing it to "short"... ie, seeing it as a violation.
I've not seen her have that kind of temper tantrum since we were dealing with Amy & the boys & abuse. I can't blame her either. When the system doesn't work and you are within weeks of being freed from those requirements - to have them not assume at LEAST the responsibility for making sure their equipment is functioning properly... and telling her lump it - which directly affects her life and they don't care - well, people think a lot of things they have no intention of actually carrying out. It's the last shred of "control" over their own life, they're reaching for.
Enough of that. Two weekends ago, B and I took a Sunday drive. And I revisited the location of the first homestead - the one built with Ex#2. I'd put it off but had wanted to do that for several years now. I turned around at the end of the driveway. That was close enough. I did drive up the next ridge trying to get a view of the house - but in 20 some years the trees have gotten a lot taller and I only caught a fleeting glimpse of the roof. Much has changed out there. Where I am now, I am much closer to banks, stores, healthcare, etc. and the land isn't so difficult either. But it's still very pretty down there. I think I just needed that bit of closure, maybe.
But a very strange funk has set in on me since then. That may be coincidental. Who knows? Getting through it, now; slowly. I don't know at all how to describe it - but my dreams are shifting too. Probably resolving things that way and I just need to give it more time.
Oh - still planting and trying to knock enough weeds down to harvest, too. It's raining today... so no idea what I'll get done. We have to run over the mountain tomorrow unless the docs call back today for the new information.
