BraceForEpic

So I actually haven’t posted or updated this shit in a couple of months, I almost feel ashamed. Hopefully this will change in the new year, amongst other things, but let’s start with some updates!

An update to my last post, about quitting the chan of four: The “test” of my willpower, as it were, was a success in my opinion; I lasted a good 3 and a half months before I realized the internet was pretty boring without 4chan, I took that as a sign saying “Well don’t spend all your fucking time browsing the internet and it won’t be so boring” and did more constructive things. I have since gone back to the fourchan, it’s as shitty as ever but at least /v/ is entertaining.

I have quit smoking! Exciting! Not only that, my mother quit as well, which is great news. It’s been four weeks as of today that we quit. Shit was not easy.

And lastly: This month I start a diet. As of writing I’m not entirely sure how much I weigh, something along the lines of 260-270lbs; whatever it is, it’s too much. This isn’t a new years resolution, at least not to me, just happens to be conveniently placed at the start of the new year. A friend of mine who recently lost a good 40 pounds in 3 months is going to help me through this shit so I can be no-longer-so-fat. Wish me luck, I’ll try and post updates.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go play dwarf fortress.

The Social Security Administration (SSA) has a pretty wicked sense of humor it seems, but we’ll get back to that, it’s story time.

My mother (whose own blog can be found at http://fmslife.blogspot.com/ ) is a sufferer of many painful conditions; fibromyalgia, scoliosis, and spondylolisthesis up until she had her lumbar spine fused because of it; and is what people (read: doctors) call a “chronic pain sufferer”. It’s been 6 months since she’s been able to work and life is rather hard on both of us, I stay at home and take care of her, and she does all she can to get the help she so desperately needs while keeping us afloat on a myriad of government checks being thrown our way.

Her being jobless means a lack of health benefits for her, which in turn means that the medication she needs just to function is now rather expensive, costing roughly 2 cows, a chicken, and the rights to my own first born child… err, more like $80-120 per monthly prescription, and seeing as we don’t have much of an income, that’s alot.  So her recent endeavor has been to find some sort of government program to help her get her medication and easy inexpensive access to her primary care physician. Much to our delight, she was recently approved for medicaid.. for the month, until she goes on Social Security Income (SSI) next month. Medicaid meant that she would be able to get her quickly diminishing medicine supply replenished for nothing out of her pockets, or so we thought.

Upon being approved, she called around incessantly in order to get the information she needed; primarily her medicaid number; in a much quicker fashion than is usually expected, with only a month of medicaid available to us, we had little time to waste. With only a couple of hours spent on the phone, numerous transfered calls, and quite a bit of frustration on her part, we finally got a straight answer out of them: Head to the local Department of Health and Human Services (DHHS) office and your medicaid letter will be available to pick up. So I go up there myself to pick up the letter, only to be told that no, my mother does not have medicaid. Startled and a little angry having stood in line for an hour and a half for this bullshit, I call my mother and explain to her what the woman at the counter said. I go home, and my mother procedes to spend the next 2 hours on the phone calling around and looking for more supposed “straight answers” about as to where the fuck her medicaid was, because she has a prescription that is in dire need of filling, and we lack the funds to do so.

Again, an answer was received: head to the local SSA office and get an emergency medicaid certification. We went, reluctantly, and was greeted to a much faster reception, but yet again a depressing answer. They told us “Your medicaid was canceled because you’re going on SSI next month.” to which we replied “Well what the fuck about this month?” and it went on and on, until they realized the folly of their ways. Their sick twisted sense of humor comes into play when they told us “Well, it takes about 30-60 days for your medicaid information to be mailed to you.” Hold the fucking phone, what the shit did he just say?

Let’s recap:

1) We were approved for Medicaid for this month and ONLY this month, the month of August, in the year two-thousand and fucking nine.
2) We have to wait 30-60 days for our information to come in, so we can use the medicaid

Still not following?

We would have to wait until, at the latest and god forbid, the month of Oc-fucking-tober in order to get the information we need for her medicaid in order to be able to pay for the medication she needs now, in August. Perfectly logical? Fuck no. Does it not dawn on a person when we explain that we “were only approved for this month” that waiting 30-60 days for the information needed to come to us is un-fucking-acceptable?

After receiving a mental ass-kicking, the teller and his co-workers who were standing over the shoulder, dumbfounded and too stupid to realize the problem my mother and I faced, we finally got  them to agree to set in motion the actions that would get us the emergency medicaid certification on Monday.

And I swear to god that if in 2 months, we get that mail from the SSA with all of the information that we needed in August, I’m driving down to the SSA and shoving it up someones ass, probably that snarky fucking security guard.

Our dear cat Lexi died yesterday. If you’ve read the past posts you’d know that she was sick, we had taken her to the vet and paid out an arm and a leg for treatment and medication that seemingly did nothing to make her better. We did all we could for her, the rest was up to her. She was a wonderful cat, she brought us nothing but joy and love in the short time she was with us. She will be sorely missed.

So for those who don’t know, we have 6 cats. Peanut, Juju, Gimli, Lexi Belle, Chloe, and Flibbles.  Shortly after returning home from Lubbock, Texas, we were greated with a sick Lexi. She wasn’t eating, she was throwing up this white foamy shit, and as far as I can tell, she wasn’t using the bathroom. Not cool.

So as of writing this, we just got home from taking her to the vet. Turns out there’s a possibility that her liver is fucked, definitely not cool. Trying to avoid the expensive liver biopsy procedure that would determine whether or not she really had liver disease or liver failure, or any sort of liver not-so-goodness, the veterinarian opted to keep her there over night to “re-hydrate” her and monitor her.

tl;dr, my cat is sick.

P.S. Lexi Belle is also the name of a porn star, the cat was given to us by a friend of the family, who could not keep her because of her allergies. Her name was Lexi, I added the Belle. Thought it was funny.