Sour Days

 I'm alone so much now.  All the time.  I don't know anyone to talk to anymore.

With my knee issue, where I can't go out and do my normal stuff, well life isn't not very enjoyable here.  I'm trying to keep busy though.  I've cleaned out lots of old files with papers and things I kept for no reason.  That's been great to finally get done.  As for trapping, I only deliver traps now, to people who do it themselves, then pick up the cats to drive them to and back from the clinic.   At least its something.

I had the PA appointment.  It was even worse than expected.   I had to have X rays.  I've already had Xrays and an MRI. This made me extremely nervous figuring since they don't show soft tissue, I was basically going to be declared old and arthritic, injected with cortisone and showed the door and that's pretty much what went on.  I objected but what about the MRI, showing the meniscus tear.  Dead pan I was told to not pay any attention to the MRI findings.  But what about the fact this all just started when I had the pop at the boat ramp.   Didn't matter.  

The cortisone injection felt like being attacked on my knee by swarming angry yellow jackets.  I didn't care.  I liked the pain.  I was in a foul mood from lack of sleep last night.  The good thing is when they inject cortisone so it doesn't hurt or something, they include some sort of anesthetic.  I had an injection in the other knee.  It didn't help at all, made it worse in fact, but I remember that anesthetic lasted almost three wonderful days.  So.....big plans, to go to the lake one more time before that wears off.  I'd be a complete fool not to do that I think.

So anyhow, I get a notice from my insurance company which also owns all the clinics and doctors I see, that the MRI claim payment was denied.  I just broke down laughing.  I had to wait weeks to get it until it was approved.  Now they're saying it wasn't approved?  And the PA I saw said not to pay any attention to the MRI findings anyhow?   Is this some reality TV show I live in, I wonder sometimes.

Anyhow, the paper I got said it was perhaps a coding error.  And that I can appeal.  I'll call the MRI people tomorrow, find out what is going on.

Ok, whatever, on the visit today.  I guess I hoped, wave magic wand, all fine.   I know there's little can be done for torn meniscus, except take out irritating  loose pieces and edges.   Take out too much and you do get big bone on big bone and accelerated arthritis, I read.   So whatever.

All day I stewed, from lack of sleep mostly, over this turn of my life, where I gauge what I do in how much that will hurt.  

I had delivered traps near the cemetery which is conveniently close to where the knee people practise, so close you know if you died while there you could just be carried over someone's back and dumped in the cemetery, maybe leaned up against the back of a grave marker.   I'm getting dark now, but you know Halloween is getting close and maybe there's a story there, to scare people silly.

Well they caught the three kittens last night with a lot of back and forth, and too much out and about to not freak out pregnant mom, who wouldn't enter a trap and still hasn't tonight.  So the Millersburg folk trapped one of their neighbors crowd, as backup, the fourth cat, for tomorrow's trip to the McMinnville clinic.  If the pregnant girl gets caught this evening, I'll take her as the 4th and hold out the teen from Millersburg for Friday.   The three kittens are now in my bathroom.  They more like teenagers though.  

The Foster RV girls are having a rough time adjusting at Heartland they told me today, which scared me for them.   They are so shut down from that hoarder trailer, they kind of need individual attention and lots of it that may not be possible there, I don't know.

That's whats going on here.  Not much of anything really.   

Almost forgot I called a couple tree companies about the tree out back with dead branches.  Somethings really wrong with it.  The first company never called back.  The second one called back same day and asked if it was a paper birch that there's some bug infection going around in those  I wasn't sure.  He said it would have white peeling bark.  I went back and looked later today and sure enough it has white peeling bark.  I didn't know it was a paper birch.  I've always called it a Birch but I can't remember why cause I don't know trees that well.  Anyhow, he'll give an estimate Friday but it has to go with the dead branches.