D6 has an earache, which is why she had to head to the doc's. She never complains when things hurt, so I know this one is a doozy. Pediatrician confirmed that.
She's one miserable kid.
Medicaid: We won't get word on the subjective decision for a few months. One day I'll go into the horrible state that Medicaid is in. But not today. I will say if you ever hear our governor get on his podium and say how well the TABOR amendment keeps Coloradans fiscally responsible, know that it requires the citizens to pay a really high price for that.
Try to get physicians and therapists to take Medicaid, when they reimburse at $8/hr... nobody takes it, and the day is soon arriving when private insurance kicks her off. Enough said.
Mr. W. was very cool when I got home. I intended on hugging him for the flowers today, but he quickly darted around the table and then grabbed his coat on his way out the door.
Interpretation: I believe he will be getting a 2x4 whack by the mother ship. Sending flowers is not part of alien protocol. Moodiness is. And that's what I got in spades.
So much for baring my emotions.
Oh, and one thing that I forgot to post from our phone convo earlier today. I did comment that it is very difficult for me to show my emotions with him when he clearly runs away from me. I told him I felt he feared my emotions, except for when I'm happy.
He quickly defended himself by saying, "I don't fear them." Big pause.
He continued, "Well, I feel something, but I'm not sure about fear. I have to think about it."
Yes, he DOES fear my emotions. As I've said earlier, anything that is not packaged clearly and neatly is something he avoids. I'm not sure if this can be resolved, because I refuse to live a life where I have to express my entire self elsewhere (especially when things aren't happy).
It is unfair to me, and I don't want to send a message to D9 that emotions are wrong.
This story will have an end soon.
As far as agreeing or disagreeing with Trish goes, I'd like to put an end to that line of discussion on my thread. I was still reeling from the whack earlier, but I've survived. We were friends before this debate, and we'll be friends after it.
So why not all agree to learn something here?
I have. And it may not save my M, but I will survive. I'll have to thank Gloria Gaynor on my next trip to a disco...
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
