Sunday, October 12, 2008

Big C Update

Home again, home again, jiggity jog. Chris took on the Herculean task of packing me up, toting me home, and then helping me settle in. (She has also helped me with daily Rx charts; who knows what kind of shape I'd be in without these checklists.) Sis babysat me the next day; I was in better shape than I'd expected, but still felt comforted that someone was close by. And making their fourth (fifth?) return trip, my folks came on Friday.

With their help, I am slooowly putting my life & house back together. That includes recognizing and respecting the limits of my energy. (I made it around the block yesterday, but only because I didn't want Mom to have to carry me the last half.) The only problem I've had is that my sinuses have been on overdrive for about 6 days. My eyes and nose have been running like leaky faucets; I have worked my way through the extra large box of Puffs con Lotion, and I'm slathering my poor red nose with Vaseline. But I seem to have escaped all the really icky side effects. So far.

I don't have my baby, Miss Molly, yet. I'm going to wait til I feel a little stronger to bring her home. But I sure miss her more here at the house than I did at the hospital.

I'm hoping to hold a little energy in reserve for a discussion with my good friends at Social Security. Now they are dangling what they think is a carrot: an acknowledgment of my disability and a willingness to start payments... but the number they offered is about 25% less than the amount to which I'm entitled. I think this is their latest volley in The Waiting Game. Between my orneriness and my attorney's knowledge, I believe we are going to kick some SS booty, but I can tell you -- 10 months later -- that the wheels grind slowly.

Doesn't matter. Those bastards are going to name a wing after me by the time I'm done with them.


Michelle said...

so glad that you are home--there's no place like it, is there? If your nose gets too raw, I'd suggest some neosporin--I find that provides more relief. Hope that every day you feel a little better. And the SS office better watch out! ((HUGS)) to you!

Anonymous said...

Oh!! That's fantastic news... Are you out faster than you had thought?
I hope they will forward your card from the hospital... I also sent you an email on their inhouse system. I was thinking of you, even if I was misguided. But, then, what's new?!!

Anonymous said...

Ah -- not only are you home again and gaining back your strength, but your acerbic wit and sense of justice and fair play are undiminished. Ata girl! Get those SS bastards!

josh williams said...

From what I read you are doing well and I am sure grateful that I do not have to be at the end of the chain of command of whoever is on your SS case!
If they came itching to bully, they picked the wrong pond,this pond has a world class wit,and they came unarmed for the battle.
Strong work!

Anonymous said...

I'm glad to see that you're home. Isn't it great?

Take good care of yourself. Don't push too hard. :)

Anonymous said...

Hi Cranky;

I am at Day +48. Just wanted you to know that around Day +35 things really do improve. Go slow, it does get better.


La Cootina said...

Thanks, everyone, for your kind thoughts and good wishes. John, I can't tell you how much I am looking forward to Day 35!

(I'm already getting a kind of Joan of Arc complex as far as SS is concerned. You probably should be very careful about encouraging me...)