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I think I may be part Hedgehog

I just figured out something new in the world of; whatever the
frak is wrong with me.

When I get agitated, frustrated, or upset my quills come out. At
least that’s what it feels like,

…only my quills aren’t fine little hairs that stand on end. My
quills are invisible and feel like really long sharp needles attached to nerve
endings that are slowly trying to make their way out from under my skin.

I know sounds horrible; imagine how it feels!

I’ve come to this conclusion based on the day’s activities and the
reaction it caused.

Hubby’s insurance plan is a real sucky one! We have a $2,400 detuctable
that we need to meet at the beginning of each year for our in-network service
plan. We are generally broke for the first 3 months of the year, because all
our money goes to the insurance company for all the meds Leon and I take on a
daily basis.

Well if that isn’t bad enough, our insurance plan demands another
$2,4oo for any Out-of-Network services. So why don’t we stay in network?
Because we can’t find a damn In-network doctor to see us. And by us I mean Leon
and I.

Leon needs a therapist, as well as a social skills group. I have
found two doctors that come very highly recommended, BUT… they are of course
Out-of-Network. Then there is me. Woe is me.

At my doctor visit yesterday with my primary care doctor, I was
advised to seek psychiatric care…. oh and here is a new prescription for even
more meds. In case anyone is keeping score that’s 10 pills a day. As my friend
Kim said “my mom doesn’t even take that many”

It’s frustrating; however, the advice isn’t wrong. I think getting
psychiatric help would be a plus, providing I can find one that I am
comfortable with. I think I definitely do need to speak with a therapist to
help me untangle this life that seems to have gotten completely out of control,
and if that person can also help me reduce the amount of medication I am taking
that would be excellent.

So today I printed out the list of in-network doctors that are in
a 10 mile radius. I was on a roll, and getting things done today. I was pretty
proud of myself for not putting it off. It was time to do some research, I hate
the idea of randomly picking out a doctor that is going to be picking my brain
and telling me who I am, from a list. I much prefer to have a recommendation
from a friend or a referral from a doctor. Unfortunately I am the only crazy
person among my friends so no help there, and as for doctor referrals… well
let’s just say that apparently none of the “good” doctors take my
insurance. So it was between me and the computer to decide who I would choose. Unfortunately
the computer was no help AT ALL! I was hoping to find some reviews on the
doctors on the list to help me choose. Ummmm, Yea, No!

As the time passed and I hit road block after road block I got
more and more frustrated. I called doc after doc after doc, and I was getting
nowhere. Some numbers on the list where wrong, some were fax machines, some had
terribly rude receptionists, one receptionist asked me why I needed to see the
doctor, and when I said, “depression…….and some issues with ADHD, I
guess”; her response was, “Oh, he doesn’t treat that”

What? What the what? Okeeeee…. moving on. One only specialized
in substance abuse, another in geriatrics (I was too young, go figure), one
doctor whom I was actually able to find a review on, now practices two states
over; and then there was the one with whom I spoke to directly, and it wasn’t
until I gave him every last detail about me that he realized I was calling
about his practice in the county that I live in rather than a neighboring one.
Unfortunately he isn’t seeing new patients in my county. I also skipped around
on the list, picking and choosing friendly names. Silly, I know but the names
were all I had to go on and well, I don’t know how to say this without sounding
a bit prejudice, which I am soooo not, so I’ll just say it very plainly as, I
prefer the doctor with whom I am going to spend a lot of time communicating
with, to have english as their first language. No disrespect intended but if I
can’t understand the accent how can they help me? So I skipped quite a few
names until they were all that was left.

Four hours later, I still haven’t found a doctor and I am hurting
and uncomfortable and realizing that these weird pins and needles/prickling
thing was getting worse the more I agonized over finding a damn doctor. And it
isn’t just pins and needles, its worse; it’s like a million needles trying to
escape my body all at once. In my arms, my hands, my cheeks, my lips, and on
the back of my neck.

So yeah I think I may be part hedgehog. Don’t they get all sharp
and prickly when they are agitated??


The Price of ADHD

It is definitely true that only the rich can afford to be sick. Cause damn its expensive.

Today I realized the cost of ADHD does not just include medical coverage for doctor’s and medications, but also for other miscellaneous items as well.

Here is my ADHD shopping list:scroogemoneybetterthanpovertycopy

Therapist $80 a week

Personal Assessment by Psychologist $2000

Medications – $70 a month

Neurologist -$120 a visit

Occupational Therapy for the summer – $?

Social Skills Group for the summer -$?

Behavioral/Reward Charts $3

Rewards – anywhere from $0.00 – $25 in a week

Special Omega-3 / DHA vitamins – $12 a month

Summer Day Camp to keep him entertained and occupied – $660

Books on ADHD – >$100

Baby Monitor – $40

Window Alarm – $?

Plumbing – $150

Now, realistically the list is much longer than this, but it gives you an idea. Some things have no price listed because I don’t know what that cost to me will be yet but I do need to find out within the next few days. It’s a pretty normal and straight forward list with the exception of maybe the last three items listed. They may raise a few eyebrows.

I am looking to get a baby monitor to listen in and make sure he isn’t getting into trouble in his room.

The window alarm is a precaution, so we don’t have a repeat of Saturday’s “Escape from Cell Block Leon”

Until we can purchase those items we are having him sleep in our room where we can keep a closer eye on him starting tonight. Last night was brutal I got NO sleep considering I woke up half a dozen times to go check his room to make sure he was still there. It was just six years ago that I was checking his crib just to make sure he was still breathing.

And perhaps the strangest item listed would be the plumbing. This morning Ron woke up to find Leon’s singing toothbrush wedged in the toilet. He then noticed that all the other toothbrushes were missing too. Leon flushed 4 toothbrushes down the toilet. Whoo boy! Was Ron pissed, calm, but pissed. Our first thought was oh no how much is this going to cost?

Right now we are just managing from day-to-day. The bills are piling and the cars are dying, while we still hope for an eventful summer and dream our Disney dreams.

So this it the price of ADHD?!?!?!?!?

The thing about hospitals….

…is they really suck.

I spent ALL FREAKIN’ DAY in the ER yesterday, and it really sucked!!

It was definetly NOT my idea to go to the hospital. I hate hospitals, they totally skeeve me out and the always take forever.

I went in reluctantly under my doctors orders. I had started to feel sick last Sunday, just before Ron, Leon and I had met with my mother for my birthday dinner at the hibachi restaurant. I felt dizzy which was followed by nausea but I fought it and made it through dinner with no problems, it wasn’t until after dinner that I started to feel the dizziness and the nausea again while walking back to the car. I woke up feeling fine the next morning, but through out the day the dizziness would return every so often. Tuesday, I had bouts of nausea during the day and just occasional dizzy spells. I had also been having really bad headaches but I attributed that to the fact that I was getting my period. By Wednesday I was still nauseous and I had realized that I hadn’t had a BM in a while (4 days at this point). So I tried laxatives and prunes, but that just didn’t work. On Thursday morning after another night of tossing and turning because I was so nauseous, I woke up at 5am and started throwing up bile. I spent the rest of the day in bed feeling nauseous and still no BM but by the end of the day I wasn’t feeling so bad. Then yesterday I woke up nauseous again (and still no BM, BTW). So I called my doctor to get an appointment. I explained my symptoms to the receptionist and she made the appointment – DONE. Except that she called me back to tell me that the doctor wants me to go to the ER. “WHAT? WHY? I just want something to make me go and to take away the nausea”. My doctor strongly suggested that I needed to go to the ER so they could run the proper tests and give me a catscan, because having no BM in 6 days was cause for concern. “FINE!! I’ll go to the ER, but I am NOT happy about it”   

…hey you asked! Okay no one asked but someone would have (I think)

Here is what I don’t get about ER’s or just hospitals in general.

WHY does it take over an hour to get checked in, and then over another hour before a doctor see’s you? I know hospitals get busy and the doctors are doing their thing in the on call room (Grey’s Anatomy Fan) but there were hardly any other pateints there (yet) and I say those doctors, none of them were McDreamy or McSteamy.

WHY are those damn hospital gowns so damn small and so poorly made? Seriously, why do our butts have to hang out? I watched everyone who walked by holding thier gowns closed in the back. And it wasn’t pretty, I promise you that. And why can’t I leave my pants on under that gown? I wore sweats for a reason.

WHY is it that when the doctor does see you, and you tell him that your doctor sent you so you could get blood tests and a catscan, does he tell you that he is ordering an xray and then he’ll call your doctor instead of the other way around?

And WHY is it that you then have to wait over 2 hours to get the x-ray and the another hour to get the results back? I swear they forgot about me. At one point RN Susan comes in and asks if I had my X-ray yet??? Yeah they forgot about me… that’s what I think

Then when the doctor calls your doctor, and your doctor tells him he wants you to get a catscan, WHY  does it take forever for them to bring you the horrid contrast drink?

And WTF is up with that drink. It is torture – cruel and unusual punishment for not taking better care of your body is what that is. Why the hell hasn’t someone come up with a way to make it taste better? Did they make it taste horrible on purpose? One of the nurses told me it’s been the same for 20 years. In 20 years, no one could come up with a way to make it taste better???? Torture I tell you, it’s torture!!!!

And WHY, WHY, WHY, is it that when the doctor, not the same doctor that you started with, but a new doctor, tells you that the catscan was unremarkable (in other words they could not find anything wrong with you) and she has already authorized your discharge and she is going to call your doctor and then someone will come in to release you, does it take two hours to make that phone call and get the paperwork together so you can finally leave? Anyone???


Oh and last but not least, did I really just spend several hundreds of dollars at the hospital just to have them tell me that I am just constipated and get a prescription for anti-nausea medicine?   YEAH THAT SUCKS!!!


Oh and today I woke up nauseous and have felt like I’ve been riding the Tea Cups all day….soooo I’m thinking that maybe I’m not just full of shit after all.

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