Sinking
I was doing really really well, or so I thought. Maybe I still am doing ok, but this week has just been bad.
First shitty thing this week: Tuesday morning I had a colonoscopy and was diagnosed with Crohn's disease. More information on that here, so I'm not Gluten Intolerant. I found out that the prescription drugs for this disease are going to cost me $125 a month out of pocket, my insurance is paying something along the lines of $350, had a minor freak out Thursday morning because I don't know if I can afford it, and I don't have a follow up appointment with the only gastroenterologist in the entire area until October 10th because he's booked solid. I'd go get a second opinion, but I don't have the time or the money to go all the way up to Spokane for it. I also don't know anyone around here besides Bryce that would be willing to go with me, and Bryce has school and work that really he can't afford to miss right now.
Second shitty thing that happened to me: Pullman has recently turned the parking lot I usually park in to go to work into a 3 hour only parking lot. And the Meter Maids are complete dicks. There are permits that you can get if you're the owner of a business, but they cost $50 a pop and both of my employers are cheap fuckers. There is one parking lot that is 12 hour parking, and its not well lit and very small. I had to park there Friday night. I went back to my car after work, and found my drivers side mirror smashed. Luckily I have a feature on my car that pops the mirror back if it's knocked forward, so the mirror is still attached to the car, however it looks like someone took 2 rocks and just chucked them at my mirror. It is completely shattered. I made a police report, but I doubt anything will come of that. I made an insurance claim, but the woman I talked to at midnight Friday night seemed to lack vital intelligence. I swear to god she was possibly the stupidest person on the planet. It took her an hour to get information from me that normally would take 15 minutes.
I also have to remember that I do have Pride stickers all over the back of my car, and I can't rule out hate crime.
Yesterday, I was busy as fuck at work, but that's nothing really new.
Today, I'm about to get off of work, and I get a call from Bryce at the store, he's out delivering a pizza, he says that one of the tires has blown. Bryce uses my car for work, so I'm very concerned, especially since what happened Friday night. Its not just flat, it has been BLOWN. I get off work and walk out to where he is to help him, and discover that there is a hole the size of a quarter blown in the tire. Thank god for full size spares. However, I now have to buy new tires. I may ask Bryce to help me buy said new tires.
So to add to my bills, I now have to pay $125 a month for medication possibly for the rest of my life, I have to buy new tires, and I have to save up enough money to move back to Bellingham.
I am moving back to Bellingham instead of Salt Lake as originally planned, because if I move out of Washington State I lose my health insurance, and I REALLY can't afford that right now. Bellingham also has a lot more (and possibly better) doctors than the Palouse region has, and I want to get back into school for Spring quarter at Whatcom.
I've decided to major in Business Management, as that seems to be the road I'm going down anyway. At some point in the not too distant future, I would like to really help my father get his BBQ Wagon business off the ground.
I feel like I really need to be around Family right now, and at the moment I'm a 5.5 hour drive from ANYONE in my family. Across Mountains and things. I really really really miss my nephews, and I think I've had just about enough of Pullman.
Oh, and thank god for Emily. She is awesome, and I love her. She repeatedly reminds me that I do have options and that I am not completely fucked.
First shitty thing this week: Tuesday morning I had a colonoscopy and was diagnosed with Crohn's disease. More information on that here, so I'm not Gluten Intolerant. I found out that the prescription drugs for this disease are going to cost me $125 a month out of pocket, my insurance is paying something along the lines of $350, had a minor freak out Thursday morning because I don't know if I can afford it, and I don't have a follow up appointment with the only gastroenterologist in the entire area until October 10th because he's booked solid. I'd go get a second opinion, but I don't have the time or the money to go all the way up to Spokane for it. I also don't know anyone around here besides Bryce that would be willing to go with me, and Bryce has school and work that really he can't afford to miss right now.
Second shitty thing that happened to me: Pullman has recently turned the parking lot I usually park in to go to work into a 3 hour only parking lot. And the Meter Maids are complete dicks. There are permits that you can get if you're the owner of a business, but they cost $50 a pop and both of my employers are cheap fuckers. There is one parking lot that is 12 hour parking, and its not well lit and very small. I had to park there Friday night. I went back to my car after work, and found my drivers side mirror smashed. Luckily I have a feature on my car that pops the mirror back if it's knocked forward, so the mirror is still attached to the car, however it looks like someone took 2 rocks and just chucked them at my mirror. It is completely shattered. I made a police report, but I doubt anything will come of that. I made an insurance claim, but the woman I talked to at midnight Friday night seemed to lack vital intelligence. I swear to god she was possibly the stupidest person on the planet. It took her an hour to get information from me that normally would take 15 minutes.
I also have to remember that I do have Pride stickers all over the back of my car, and I can't rule out hate crime.
Yesterday, I was busy as fuck at work, but that's nothing really new.
Today, I'm about to get off of work, and I get a call from Bryce at the store, he's out delivering a pizza, he says that one of the tires has blown. Bryce uses my car for work, so I'm very concerned, especially since what happened Friday night. Its not just flat, it has been BLOWN. I get off work and walk out to where he is to help him, and discover that there is a hole the size of a quarter blown in the tire. Thank god for full size spares. However, I now have to buy new tires. I may ask Bryce to help me buy said new tires.
So to add to my bills, I now have to pay $125 a month for medication possibly for the rest of my life, I have to buy new tires, and I have to save up enough money to move back to Bellingham.
I am moving back to Bellingham instead of Salt Lake as originally planned, because if I move out of Washington State I lose my health insurance, and I REALLY can't afford that right now. Bellingham also has a lot more (and possibly better) doctors than the Palouse region has, and I want to get back into school for Spring quarter at Whatcom.
I've decided to major in Business Management, as that seems to be the road I'm going down anyway. At some point in the not too distant future, I would like to really help my father get his BBQ Wagon business off the ground.
I feel like I really need to be around Family right now, and at the moment I'm a 5.5 hour drive from ANYONE in my family. Across Mountains and things. I really really really miss my nephews, and I think I've had just about enough of Pullman.
Oh, and thank god for Emily. She is awesome, and I love her. She repeatedly reminds me that I do have options and that I am not completely fucked.