Spit It Out, Will You??

Last month, Dad and I went to the Health Department to get our updated Covid-19 vaccinations. Things went well. There was no delay in being called back. The ladies in the office and the nurses giving the vaccines were on top of things. We were ready to leave when Dad spies a sign that read, “Get Your Shingles Vaccine Today.” He and I both need to get it done so I inquired at the window. Another nurse was called up to the window to answer my inquiry. Her name was Becky and I assumed she would be competent. I assumed wrong!

First, she asked for our insurance cards to check if Shingrix was covered. It took her 40 minutes to come back and tell us that Dad’s would be covered but my insurance wouldn’t cover it. The way she spoke annoyed the crap out of me. It was like she needed a smack on the back of the head to spit it out. She was really trying my patience. (And I really don’t think it was a speech impediment because I heard her talking to one of the other nurses without trouble.)

Finally, after having to concentrate on what she was trying to say, I understood that the state-provided vaccine would be free for me. Okay, that’s great because I can’t afford $200 a pop…and there are 2 flippin’ vaccines 6 months apart! So, off Becky went to see about available appointments. Well, guess what? They didn’t have any state-provided Shingrix vaccines. Did she check to see when they would be getting more in? No. She had to go back and check. She came back and said she didn’t know when they would be getting more in but that I should check back periodically. She then said she would go back to see when they had available appointments for Dad. She should have done that already when she said was checking the first time! Then she came back and asked me to come to her office to see when a good time would be. Holy crap. Her desk was a disaster area! I don’t know how anyone could do their job with a desk in that condition!

Anyway, I made the appointment for Dad to get his first Shingrix vaccine. Becky told us again that the state-provided vaccine would be free but she didn’t know when they would get more in. She said she would try to find out and call me. After an hour and 20 minutes, we finally got out of that place! (The first 10 minutes were smooth sailing!)

Becky tried to call us several times in the following week. Dad answered the first time but she couldn’t speak up and spit it out so he hung up on her. (I assumed it was her, perhaps it wasn’t.) The next time she called I answered and after every 3 or 4 words she would stop and say, “Can you hear me?” I was getting so damn annoyed that I finally yelled, “Yes. I can hear you! What do you want?!” Then dial tone. She hung up on me. I hoped she wouldn’t call back. I told Dad if the phone rings again, don’t answer. Just let her leave a voicemail.

The following week, she called and we weren’t home so she had no choice but to leave a voicemail. She stuttered and stammered through the entire message and told me absolutely nothing that I didn’t already know! Her phone call was a waste of time. If I had been home to answer the phone, I would have told her that!

Things like that really get under my skin! I expected a nurse to tell me that we were or were not covered by our insurance, and then make appointments to get the vaccine. I expected to be told what I needed to know in a timely manner. Being disabled and in constant pain, I do not have the patience or energy for such bullshit.

I used to be a very patient person. Over the years, as my chronic pain and mobility issues advanced, my patience went out the window. I don’t like phone calls or incompetence. I loathe having to deal with people. I despise red tape and bureaucratic bullshit. We all have those things to contend with but I just can’t handle it anymore.

Never Again…

It’s been a rough week. Physically and mentally. Draining. Not that busy mind you, but for my pain-laden body it’s been a bit too much.

On Tuesday, I had a curbside order to pick up and they must’ve had troubles that day because after I checked in, I had to wait for 20 minutes before they even acknowledged I was there. Then it was another 10 minutes before my groceries came out. No big deal really. I know shit happens. It’s just the waiting. I’ve never been good at waiting. On the way home I must have got behind every slow driver in the county! Good grief. I’m sure most of those people think it’s safer to drive slow – FOR THEM maybe, but not for other drivers. Other drivers, like me, will sometimes get impatient and pass in the wrong places. I have passed where it is not advisable but I only pass if can see far enough ahead that there is no oncoming traffic. I just hate getting behind someone doing 25-30 in a 55!! Anyway, I finally made it home only to have to unload the groceries I just picked up. Now my knees were killing me.

Wednesday began with me trying to figure out how I was going to get Alice to the vet for her yearly check-up and vaccinations without her hiding from me. Last month, she knew something was up because the carrier was out and she saw that I was getting ready to go somewhere. She hid under my bed so I took Jack to the vet instead. No big deal, but she had to go eventually. So, in order to trick her, I wore my sweatpants and I didn’t style my hair. Boy, did I feel like a slob! The carrier has been sitting out since last month so she was used to seeing it. She didn’t have a clue what was going on and she came right to me and I picked her up and put her in the carrier. Of course, she put up a little bit of a fight but I got her in there! She weighs 16 lbs. now and Dr. Missy gave her the dewormer I brought because I could never get pills down her throat. She would always gag them back up. Too expensive to waste them! I was able to deworm Jack and BobCat with no trouble. Anyway, that was the end of that but by the time I got home, I was exhausted.

Thursday was by far, the MOST aggravating day of the week! Dad and I had our appointment at the Health Department for the newest COVID-19 vaccine. That went pretty smoothly but then Dad saw the sign that read “Get Your Shingles Vaccine Today” and we both needed to get the shingles vaccine so I inquired at the window and a nurse took our insurance cards so we could set up an appointment, but my insurance won’t cover it and they are out of the state-provided vaccine (that would be free for me) so I have to go somewhere else. Dad has an appointment next month because his insurance covers the vaccine. After an hour of waiting and being informed of this and that, we were finally done and left. That’s when the fun started. Ha. I decided I wanted to pop into Walmart to pick up ONE thing and get some cash back. I haven’t been to Walmart in a couple of years! And maybe only twice since COVID-19 began. Luckily they had scooters available and I grabbed one with 100% power, if you can believe that! But the POS kept stopping as I was moving along. Do you know how irritating that is? Then as I was headed to the front of the store, some guy walked out in front of me as if I wasn’t even there! He didn’t even acknowledge what he did. I should have just ran into him instead of being the “nice guy” and stopping abruptly. After picking up more things than I really wanted, I was ready to check out and Dad was tired as hell. Check-out went smoothly. Afterward, we headed out the door but the fucking scooter decided to STOP again just as I was going through the doors. I had people behind me wanting out the door but the scooter wouldn’t budge. I was furious! And then to make me nearly come unhinged, a Walmart employee yells at me very loudly, “You have to use the controls!” I just about lost my shit! I yelled back, “I AM using the controls! How the hell do you think I got to this point? You moron!” I know. It was rude of me but geez, do these people think that disabled people are stupid or something? He could have assisted me since he was aware that I was having a problem but no, he just yelled at me. I was so painfully aware of people behind me wanting out the door and I was extremely frustrated. I told Dad to give me a push to see if the damn scooter would move and it still wouldn’t budge. Somehow, I did get out of the door and to the edge of the parking lot. I knew that if I tried to cross the lot to get to the car it was just going to stop again and I didn’t want to be stranded in the middle of the parking lot waiting to be run over! I asked Dad to grab the shopping basket that someone abandoned parked to my right. I got off of the scooter, loaded my stuff into the shopping basket, and Dad pushed the cart while I hobbled on my crutches to the car. I hope to never HAVE to go inside a Walmart again as long as I live!

I am so worn out today and in pain, too. My arm is sore as hell from the COVID-19 vaccine. I can barely walk and I still had to fix lunch. I also have laundry and other chores to do but you know what? It can all just sit and wait until I feel like doing it. On the bright side, I managed to finish my latest grandbaby’s baby blanket so I can send it home with my son today when he’s done working on the new house. I actually finished the blanket last night but I had to wash and dry it before giving it away! I’m adding a couple photos to this post. I don’t know how good they are since the lighting is shit in my house. The colors are Light Sage, Blue Spruce, Gray Mist, and Antique White, and are much brighter than the photos show! The lower left-hand corner looks a bit wonky but I just didn’t have it spread out properly.

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Schmuck of The Week

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There are just so many Schmucks these days, it’s hard to decide who’s the biggest! This week’s Schmuck is Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis’ choice for Surgeon General of Florida, Dr. Joseph Lapido.

Harvard-educated, they say… Hmmm… DUDE! Are you sure you’re a doctor? You don’t sound very intelligent! I mean, come on! The guy can’t even answer a simple “yes” or “no” question without fumbling over his words; obviously trying to avoid saying anything that may oppose the Governor’s agenda. He does eventually say that vaccines are reasonably effective but it doesn’t sound like he should be any state’s Surgeon General, in my opinion. You decide:

Most reasonably intelligent people understand that vaccines are effective against Covid-19 DEATHS and that deaths occuring now are predominantly amongst unvaccinated people! Let’s get some intelligent people representing us in this country! This shit is getting ridiculous!

Read more here: https://www.miamiherald.com/news/politics-government/state-politics/article257739238.html

Tool of the Week

The Tool of the Week award goes to Mr. Ted Cruz.

Last weekend, Big Bird tweeted: 

“I got the COVID-19 vaccine today! My wing is feeling a little sore, but it’ll give my body an extra protective boost that keeps me and others healthy,” and Ted Cruz lost his damn mind! 

Ted Cruz responds, “Government propaganda…for your 5 year old!” 

Sorry, Ted. If it’s true then it’s not propaganda. Follow the science! Big Bird and Sesame Street have been helping kids understand things since November 10, 1969 and Big Bird has been there all along. Vaccines are nothing new to Big Bird: 

High profile figures have been involved in campaigns to encourage people to get vaccinated for a long time. Elvis Presley encouraged people to get the polio vaccine in 1956. In 1988, Roald Dahl, author of children’s books, advocated for the measles vaccine because he lost his daughter to measles in 1962.   

Why attack Big Bird? Wouldn’t it make better sense to take your argument to the makers of Sesame Street? The producers or writers, perhaps? Big Bird is a muppet, for crying out loud! When you attack a beloved children’s character, you’d better believe people are going to make fun of your dumb ass. The Late Show hits back with:

You’ve got to read the comments on the You Tube page for this video! Hilarious!

I just have one question: Why does Ted Cruz follow Big Bird on Twitter?

What’s Eating Aunt Debbie?

There’s a lot on my mind lately. Personal issues, of course, are always on my mind. But there are many other issues that really get my blood boiling! 

“My Body, My Choice” seems to be the go-to slogan for those opposed to mask wearing and vaccines, but when it comes to women having autonomy over their own bodies, that slogan doesn’t apply. Such hypocrisy!

I don’t believe that abortion should be used as a form of birth control. However, no female should be forced into having a child that was forced upon her; the result of a rape. And why shouldn’t a woman (with her partner, if applicable) be able to terminate a pregnancy that isn’t viable for some reason, like in a tubal pregnancy? There are many circumstances that can result in the death of the woman. Why isn’t her life important? Women should have autonomy over their own bodies! If you don’t believe in abortion, then don’t get one but don’t go pushing your damn beliefs on others!!

Anti-Vaxxers and Anti-Maskers where the hell do you get off harassing others for getting the vaccine or wearing masks? If you have the right to choose for yourself, then others should have the same right, even if that choice is different than yours!!! STOP making asses of yourselves and mind your own business!

I just don’t know what’s wrong with some people! Why would people go into businesses, such as restaurants, drug stores, and airports, screaming and yelling at the employees? It doesn’t matter the reason. So what if they’re too slow or if they ask you to wear a mask. The employees are doing the best they can, perhaps working with less staff than normal, and they aren’t the ones who have ordered the mandates. STOP making things more difficult for them! They’re just doing their job. Here’s a solution: GO SOMEWHERE ELSE IF YOU DON’T LIKE THEIR PRACTICES!

Let’s not forget the protestors harassing women and children walking to and from school! It is NOT child abuse to get your children vaccinated! Vaccines save lives. Do a little research and you’ll see how many lives have been saved from diseases like polio, measles, rubella, pertussis, etc. over the past decades! If you don’t want to vaccinate YOUR children from Covid-19, then that’s on YOU if your child becomes ill and dies. THAT would be YOUR fault and THAT would be child abuse, IMO!

Do I sound angry? You bet your ass I’m angry. I’m sick and tired of people behaving like spoiled rotten children. I’m saddened at what the future of the United States looks like. I grew up with a great love and respect for this country and I still love my country, but I am totally ashamed and disgusted with some people, hypocrisy, and hatefulness that seems to have swallowed us whole.