A Rare Glimpse….

I don’t usually blog about the paranormal related stuff that happens to me. This I have to blog about though so I don’t forget about what happened in the dream I just had. I have a feeling this was a “vision” type dream (which I have only had one other time) and I think this is going to come up for me at some point in the future.

I was living a normal life, and was part of a family with a father, a mother, a brother, myself, and a sister named Jenny who had tragically passed away at a young age (late teens, early twenties not really positive). I have no idea how she died. I just know that the whole family, myself included was having a very hard time dealing with her death even long after it had happened. I had the feeling it was tragic, she was in a fatal car accident, or was murdered, something like that. We never mentioned how she died just how much she would’ve loved something, or that we missed her, etc. I never saw a picture of her so I have no idea what she looked like.

It was so weird and yet so realistic. It was like I was me knowing I was dreaming, and at the same time I was someone else living someone else’s life, feeling what they were feeling, doing what they were doing. I’ve never had that type of dream before. Somehow I just know I need to remember this because I feel very strongly that it’s going to come up for me again in the future! I’ll keep you all posted…..


TV Shows of Yesteryear Part 1

Hi all! I’ve recently made a change I never thought I would make! I cancelled my Netflix streaming account, and signed up for Hulu instead. I am so very glad that I did!! I have always missed and somewhat longed for the TV shows I used to love in my younger years. To me, the shows of today are just not the same. I don’t watch “reality” tv. Nor do I watch any of the competition shows such as Survivor, Dancing With the Stars, American Idol, and the like. Don’t get me wrong, I have watched an episode or two of all those shows just to see what all the hype was about. They just aren’t my thing. I don’t knock anyone who likes them and wants to watch them. I personally don’t get why people get mad over them, I can’t say too much though because I used to be scarily passionate about my once favorite hockey team, The Pittsburgh Penguins. To each his own and I don’t say a word about what makes others happy, mad, sad, or anything else. What someone else is their business and I have no right to tell them they are wrong. OK, I digress (I always said I wanted to be Sophia from The Golden Girls…I guess I am!)… which segues me beautifully into what this blog is supposed to be about!

Because I have been very nostalgic lately thanks to a good friend of mine, as well as my new-found love of Hulu, I have been binge watching a lot of my old time favorite TV shows. I have also been missing quite a few of my favorites that aren’t available streaming anywhere except on YouTube. I wanted to share my love of these shows with my followers! I’m hoping to gain some comments on this blog so that we can share in this trip down memory lane. I’ll be doing other blog posts similar to this one from different decades and I’m only going to list the shows I loved and always watched as often as I could! There’s just too many to make one long blog all in one night! There will be two links for each show, one that will take you to the IMDB page, and one that will take you directly to YouTube where you can watch episodes of that show. Not all shows have videos available on YouTube but I will do the best I can for you! I’m sure I won’t be able to remember all of my favorites, and maybe there are some I couldn’t or just didn’t watch that were equally great in their own right! That being said, here we go….(Please keep in mind I was born in 1975 so anything that aired before that and wasn’t being rerun, I probably won’t know about, but would love for someone to mention it in the comments section so that I can check it out!)

THE 1960s

The Andy Griffith Show (1960-1968)
Andy Griffith Show episodes
A classic favorite of mine where Andy plays a small town sheriff in Mayberry. He brings in Aunt Bee, a loving relative who takes care of the house and helps him care for his son Opie after his wife’s death. He hires Barney, who usually ends up botching whatever he does causing Andy to have to come up with creative ways to fix the problem without bruising sensitive ego! Then there’s Floyd the barber, Goober the mechanic, Helen who is Opie’s teacher and Andy’s long-term love interest in the later years, Thelma Lou who finds Barney’s clueless ways somehow charming, Howard the local town clerk who is always trying to break free of his mother’s apron strings! I could watch this show all day long! I wasn’t real fond of it after Barney left in I think it was season 6?? It just wasn’t the same after that. I also didn’t get into the Mayberry RFD show that aired after the original Andy Griffith show came to an end.

The Beverly Hillbillies (1962-1971)
Beverly Hillbillies episodes
Jed, Granny, Ellie May, Jethro, Jethrine, and Pearl all lived in the hills as they called them and loved their backwoods way of life. They hunted for their food, didn’t have or even know much about modern conveniences, and couldn’t have been happier. One day an oil company representative discovers quite a large oil source in the Clampett’s swap. Pearl convinces Jed to sign the oil company’s contract for $25 million, and then quickly convinces him to move the family to Beverly Hills so that Jethro and Ellie May can get “citified” and get a better education and find spouses. With a reluctant Granny strapped to her rocking chair in the back of their truck, off they go to Beverly Hills. Because Jed is their biggest depositor, Mr. Drysdale takes it upon himself to keep the Clampett’s happy by whatever means necessary oftentimes volunteering his secretary Miss Hathaway to do most of the work. Most of the episodes are super funny, and I still can’t believe how big those boots make Granny’s feet look! You never noticed? Take a look next time you’re watching the show! They almost remind me of clown shoes in a way!

The Twilight Zone
Twilight Zone episodes
The Twilight Zone was a great sci-fi series that touched on the unknown and sometimes feared and oftentimes slightly impossible situations and phenomena. I didn’t get into this series until my adult years, I really do enjoy it though despite not being a sci-fi kinda girl.

Bonanza (1959-1973)
Bonanza episodes
I was raised by my maternal grandfather who was a big western fan! My favorite thing to do was curl up on the couch with him and watch TV. This was one of the shows he sometimes watched, although admittedly he was a bigger fan of Gunsmoke I think. The Cartwrights were a family of ranchers who were prominent and pretty much led that part of the country keeping justice in place and keeping their neighbors and friends safe. It follows the development of the ranch, the family problems that sometimes arose, the tension between the other ranchers and the Indians who occasionally couldn’t happily co-exist, and all things that went with just living every day life in that time period.

Gunsmoke (1955-1975)
Gunsmoke episodes
Marshall Matt Dillon tries to keep peace in Dodge City along with the help of his faithful deputy Chester and later Festus, his long-time love Miss Kitty, and Doc. I personally prefer Bonanza because I like the family dynamic that isn’t present in Gunsmoke. However, Gunsmoke was still a great show that I did watch quite a bit.

Bewitched episodes
This was definitely a show I’d watch whenever I could catch it! Samantha was a witch, and Darrin was a mortal. The two fall in love and marry trying to find a happy compromise between the witch world and the mortal world. Sam’s various relatives drop in which usually causes some type of havoc or debacle. My favorite was Aunt Esmerelda and Uncle Arthur. Samantha’s mother, Endora, who absolutely hated “Derwood” would always try to make him look bad by sabotaging the ad campaigns he was working on, causing Samantha to have to step in to force her mother to make things right again just in time to save the day.

The Brady Bunch
Brady Bunch episode clips
Carol and Mike fall in love and decide to marry. They are both on their second marriage, and each have 3 children from their first marriage. At first it’s chaotic, but in the end everything smooths over and all is fine! The kids; Marcia, Greg, Jan, Peter, Cindy, and Bobby learn to adjust and eventually become like real siblings. The theme song tells the whole story and I can still sing every single word today! The whole crew blends together to make one BIG happy family which included their devoted housekeeper Alice! I went through two pages of YouTube links and couldn’t find full episodes! Sorry everyone! This link will take you to several clips of episodes though which will trigger your memory of your episodes hopefully!

OK, I’m getting very tired so I’m going to have to finish this up another time. It will be a work in progress that I will edit to add more shows another day! In the meantime, enjoy what I’ve listed so far!! Take care all!


Random Ramblings

I’ve been wanting to write a new blog for quite a long time now. My last published blog was back in October 2015. I wrote all about my love of pens and promised a follow up post complete with writing samples and reviews, etc. Yeah, well obviously you all know that didn’t happen.  I hate to admit that it isn’t going to happen anytime soon, probably not ever. Why? Because honestly I just don’t feel like committing that much time into it.

As the title of this blog post suggests, this will be just random ramblings. It’s 2:38 AM and I can’t sleep (as is usual for me these days). I have lots of different random things going through my head. As I said, I’ve been wanting to publish a new blog post for awhile, and sadly have been at a loss for good topics. When you’re in winter hibernation, tired, and having absolutely nothing going on for months on end, that tends to happen. You run out of things to write/talk about.  So…this being the case, I figured I had to start blogging somewhere to get the writing juices flowing again! And well folks…here we are!

As you may know from previous posts, I believe in the paranormal. I have had too many personal experiences to count. I could talk about them for literally hours, maybe even days. Right now, there is a male spirit standing in my bedroom doorway staring at me. He’s been there for most of the evening/night. He doesn’t move, doesn’t try to talk to me, makes no effort to harm me or even connect with me. He just stands there looking at me. I refuse to try to talk to him. I’m trying my best to ignore him, and as you can see by this paragraph, I’m failing miserably at that one. I have no idea who he is or what he may want. I’m not scared per se, however anytime you have a random person just standing there staring at you it’s a bit unnerving. It doesn’t matter if that person is dead or alive. Ok, for some of you, a dead person would be a bit more eerie I guess. I’ve gotten so used to having spirits around me that I sometimes forget how spooky that is to some people.

Within that same topic, they recently demolished an abandoned hospital near my old hometown where I grew up. It was the hospital where I was born. It was the hospital where my biological Mom met her 2nd husband. Is it wrong that I don’t feel sentimental about this particular hospital? I had driven past it numerous times watching it slowly fall down on its own over the last few years. It sat empty of the living, and yet full of the dead. So many spirits and evil entities. Almost everyone I talk to who believes in this stuff got that freaked-out-hair-on-the-back-of-my-neck-is-standing-on-end-cold-chills kind of feeling when they drove past it. We didn’t even have to look at it. I’d see pictures and could see all the spirits that were attached to this building. I have that ability, the ability to see spirits in pictures that other people can’t see. Is it wrong that now that the building has been demolished officially, that instead of being upset about the loss of a medical facility where my family and I had history, I am instead upset about where all of these entities (both good and evil) are going to end up? Nobody went in and tried to cleanse the hospital spiritually speaking before it was demolished. I think that’s awful. Just my opinion.

I have been “collecting” pen pals since early October 2015. I put the word collecting in quotes because I’m not sure how else to say it. I found two pen pal groups (Pen Pals for Women) (Penpal all over the world ❤) on Facebook and joined them both. I was lucky enough to find some pen pals there. I also joined Swap-Bot.com, a site where you sign up for various swaps and you are assigned random partners for them. You send the required swap items, and then give and receive ratings based on how well you fulfilled those requirements. They have swaps of every time, size, and time limit. You can join a larger swap for holiday themed packages, or you can keep it simple and join email swaps where you don’t have to purchase any postage. They literally have something for everyone! I also joined a site called PostCrossing. On this site you request a random address and then you just send a postcard to whatever name and address the site gives you. You have a postcard ID (2 letters – 7 or 8 numbers) that you have to write somewhere on the postcard along with your message. It’s been fun sending and receiving postcards all over the world! Anyone who is interested in old-fashioned-snail-mail and maybe in the market for some new pen pals, please consider these sites! I highly recommend them and the Facebook groups too.

So, I have officially ended my winter hibernation! The weather was beautiful here both Thursday, March 10th, and Friday, March 11th. I got to go out and take full advantage of it! I went to a state park and took a slow leisurely walk and just enjoyed being out in the fresh air. I had to stop a handful of times to catch my breath (Damn You, PH!), in the end though I walked a total of 2 miles that day!! I still can’t believe it! My legs were very sore for 3 days afterwards, so beyond worth it though! I had the best day I’ve had in a very long time! On Friday I of course had to go for my monthly bloodwork because Heaven forbid I get to have two great days in a row without some medical appointment interrupting my good times! I went and got it done first thing in the morning, and by first thing I mean 7:30 AM, so I could have the rest of the beautiful day for fun and frolic! Well as it turned out, I ended up frolicking in Target! I hadn’t been outside my apartment (other than to go to doctors offices and to have bloodwork done) since late September 2015. I was giddy with excitement. Yes, I am a typical woman in that I love to go shopping. I love to browse. I love to find good clearance deals. And, I love to just pick things up and check them out! I was left unsupervised in both the Easter candy section and the stationery aisle. Yeah not good being that it was my first time in a store in months! I ended up with a trunkful of maxi pads (the only thing I truly needed to get), Easter candy, and notebooks and pens that I had found on clearance. Ok, maybe not a trunkful, it was at least 3 bags though! I was a very very happy girl!! In a rare occurrence, I will share a personal pic taken during my walk on Thursday! Don’t worry, I’m not as high up as it seems in this pic!


A couple weeks ago I found a few songs on sale on Amazon that were $0.99 or less. That of course meant I HAD to reorganize all of my MP3 songs because my mild OCD wouldn’t let me just throw them into a random folder. Nope! Couldn’t do it! I started to ask my pen pals to recommend groups/singers that I could check out. I even posted on Facebook asking for recommendations. I wanted to build up the Amazon MP3 wish list I had created. I have made a list of artists to check out! If you know of any that you’d like to recommend just leave a comment here! If you are going to recommend music to me, please keep in mind that I don’t like classical, punk, jazz, or rap. My favorite go-to genres are easy listening, oldies from the 1940s to the mid-1990s, some country, and pop rock!

I have also decided to check out Hulu because lately people have recommending it to me a lot. I joined to get the free one week trial just to see what it’s like. I think it’s a great site for TV shows, not sure about movies yet. I only browsed around a little. I will tell you that I am now sitting here enjoying WKRP In Cincinnati! It was one of my favorite sitcoms in the early 1980s! I loved Dr. Johnny Fever, and had a little crush on Travis at the time!

Thanks for sticking around and reading all my randomness. That’s just about everything that I’ve been up to recently. I hope that you are enjoying your 2016 so far…can’t believe it’s almost 3 months into it already! Is time really going that fast for us all, or have I become one of those little old ladies that just don’t notice how fast things are moving around you until you have to move with them. Either way, I hope you’re having a great year so far! Until next time….

Bear Dreams…

Anyone who pays any attention at all to my personal blog, it’s well known by now that when I remember my dreams, they are usually pretty crazy! Good luck trying to analyze them for sure! Nobody can say that when telling weird dream stories I’ve ever let them down! That being said, here’s the latest two dreams I had…..

March 13, 2015…I dreamt that a grizzly bear had escaped from a nearby zoo. The bear was on a mission of some sort. He had seen all of us at the house, and was running straight for us. There was a little boy whom I was trying to protect from said bear. I feel I should mention at this point of my story, that while I did in fact know the people, area. and house in the dream…they weren’t things I recognized in the real life conscience wide awake world I experience every day. I was trying to protect the little boy, while screaming for the rest of the family, who was inside the house, to find some kind of cover of weapon or something. The bear ended up chasing me and the little boy throughout the house. I immediately led him outside. I put myself between the bear and the little boy to keep the little boy from harm. I remembered that playing dead sometimes works when being chased by bears (I know, I know. It doesn’t work with all bears, but hey this is my dream not yours!) In one lightning quick movement, I grabbed the little boy and dropped to the ground covering him up with my body and laid there as still as I possibly could with my arms over my head. In the end, nobody was hurt and the bear gave up and went on his merry way down the road to find an easier pursuit.

March 16, 2015…I dreamt there was a polar bear roaming freely through a neighborhood after escaping from a zoo. Again, the polar bear found its way into a house, and it was up to me to try to save a child and alert the family inside. One of my best friends was there this time. She and I hid in a closet, while a group of guys went after the polar bear. Sadly, the polar bear was able to attack the small child, luckily though the child wasn’t killed. Shortly after attacking the child, we heard the bear get shot & killed.

I have no idea why I was dreaming about bears escaping from zoos, or why it was up to me to save the kids when there were other adults involved. I wasn’t on oxygen in these dreams. I hadn’t been watching any nature shows or movies. I hadn’t been reading any types of animal related articles anywhere. I didn’t eat anything crazy, spicy, or out of the ordinary right before going to bed.

I guess in a twisted kind of way it could be symbolic of my life in general. I escaped from verbal/mental abuse to a life where I was loved unconditionally, protected, and most of all respected because I was me and not just occasionally based on what I could do for someone else. The bear chasing me down could be the Pulmonary Hypertension. The little kid I was supposed to save was myself because if someone had fixed my initial heart condition when I was 16 or maybe younger, I wouldn’t have Pulmonary Hypertension now. This is of course all speculation. These dreams may have absolutely nothing to do with anything other than the simple fact that I like bears and kids! Who knows!

Although I am curious to see what my dreams mean sometimes, I don’t dwell on it for too long. They become amusing antidotes over time. I am always open to theories, interpretations, and analyses of course.

Until next time my friends, Live Well, Breathe Easy, and Dream Weird!

Setbacks, Comebacks, and Fundraising

Corcoran Sandy - Dine  Donate

I’ve had to start fundraising to help pay for transplant-related expenses (directly caused by my Pulmonary Hypertension, PDA, and Eisenmenger’s Syndrome) that my insurance won’t cover. For those of you familiar with Medicare, you know that Medicare has been cutting what they pay for and how much they pay for the services still covered. Because of this I’m forced to do fundraising to help make ends meet. It’s not my favorite thing to do, however you do what you have to do.

That being said, there’s a restaurant in North Huntingdon, PA (where I grew up and spent the first 29 years of my life) called Arena Sports Grille. The owner of this great restaurant has agreed to donate 15% of the proceedings for an entire week to my Fund being overseen by HelpHOPELive. The event is being held from the time the restaurant opens on Saturday, May 24th all the way through until they close on Sunday, May 30th!!

I don’t ask for anything from my blog followers. I’m asking for something now though. Please share my health-related Facebook page, or this blog with everyone you can. People in the North Huntingdon area the week of May 24th to May 30th can enjoy good food and donate to my fund to help pay for transplant-related expenses at the same time! It’s a win-win situation for everyone! I personally will be there Tuesday night, May 26th with some of my long-time friends.

Ok to explain my latest health setback. Most PH patients end up having to take a diuretic within the first year of being officially diagnosed with Pulmonary Hypertenstion. I, however, being the medical Wonder Woman I am, have avoided it for 19+ years….that is until about a month ago. I was in North Huntingdon visiting old friends and family. One night after having dinner with a very dear friend, I realized I had some severe swelling in both feet, both ankles, and both calves, with the swelling in my left leg being much worse than my right. Edema in a PH  patient with 2 heart conditions is dangerous and never a good sign. Because it was a Saturday night, I had to wait until Monday morning to call my Cardiologist. By Tuesday afternoon I was put on Furosemide (the generic form of Lasix). I was also told to start a low sodium diet and to check my weight every single day. Eventhough I only weighed 105 lbs., I was told my Doc wanted me to lose a few lbs to make things easier on my heart. Welcome to the latest setback, Sandye!!

A PH patient’s life is like a roller coaster. When you’re first diagnosed it’s a slow scary tough uphill climb. Everything is new and you don’t understand anything at all. You have to learn so much about so many different things, none of which you ever wanted to know about. Then after trying different medication therapies, going through an enormous amount of doctors appointments, blood draws, and doctors visits, you finally overcome the first setback and find the game plan that works best for you at the time. That’s the dramatic pause at the top of the hill. This dramatic pause can last days, weeks, or years. Nobody knows or can predict how long it will be. You enjoy that dramatic pause for as long as you have it though! You cherish every single moment. You don’t take one single breath for granted. Then, you wake up one morning to find your screaming, going downhill at unimaginable speeds only to bottom out and have to start with medication adjustments, testing, bloodwork, and doctor visits all over again. It’s all ups and downs that never end.

Pulmonary Hypertension is incurable, unpredictable, and luckily also manageable. However, in the end, the only way to save the life of a PH patient is for them to have a transplant. I was diagnosed and put on the list for a double-lung transplant on February 2, 1996. I’m still waiting for that transplant.

As of right now, with the help of a wonderful Cardiologist, and my strength and determination, I’ve been following my new game plan for about 3 1/2 weeks now. I’ve lost 3 pounds. I’ve managed to avoid having any swelling in my legs for that same length of time! Welcome to your new dramatic pause, Sandye! Way to go! (Yes I give myself kudos because this is a rough road and I have to do something to keep up my bravery!)

I thank you all for joining me on this journey!! I also thank you ahead of time for sharing my pages and blogs and helping spread the word! I appreciate it more than words can say!

Live Well & Breathe Easy everyone!

Feet, Lungs, & Frustrations

About a week ago I had some major swelling in my ankels/feet/calves. Every single time I’m at the doctor’s (no matter what doctor or why I’m there), they check for this. It’s a major problem for PH patients. I have never had it until Saturday night, April 18th. I called my Cardiologist first thing Monday morning. Of course, the head nurse/PA (not sure exactly what her official title is) was off that day. She called me back first thing Tuesday morning and we talked. After answering her questions, and her showing the Doc my pictures that I sent (yes I took a pic of my swollen ankles Sunday morning) and talking to him, she told me to monitor everything and keep a journal of it all. She also advised me to go on a low-sodium diet (below 3000 mg a day). I’ve been journaling everything from how my breathing was, the weather conditions (because the weather does effect PH patients), swelling if there was any, and my sodium intake for the day. I’ve been doing pretty good. Since that Tuesday morning which would’ve been April 21st, I’ve only been close to the 3000 mg a day limit once. I’ve managed to keep it under 2000 mg a day for the most part (which isn’t as easy as you might think). I had a miniscule amount of swelling one day so far, and then again last night I had a little swelling on the outer side of my left ankle. Otherwise the swelling has been non-existent.

Now, I will put it out there that for the entire winter (from October until about a week or two ago) I’ve pretty much been doing nothing at all. Yes it’s my own fault. Yes I know it wasn’t my smartest idea. I just couldn’t push myself to get up and move around this winter. I was exhausted every single day. I was sick with a sinus infection for 3 weeks in January despite trying to avoid people at all costs. Enough excuses though, I should’ve been getting up and moving around and I didn’t and it’s my own fault. Anyway, now my breathing is of course not as good as it should be because of my not exercising throughout the winter. I knew this was going to happen. I expected it. I am not surprised at all by it. Every other year I’ve been able to build myself back up in about a month or so. Granted I just started out going out more and being more active in the last 2 weeks so I’m not expecting instant miracles here (although if God is paying attention to this, I’d greatly appreciate one right now, although I understand if it doesn’t happen because you’ve got far worse things to oversee right now). Yesterday it was warmer than it has been in a long time. Inside my apartment it was really humid so I turned on the AC to cool things off and decrease the humidity. I also went over to my future In-Law’s house. While it wasn’t nearly as humid over there as it was in my apartment, it was slightly humid as well. The point I’m not-so-quickly getting to is that the humidity made breathing difficult to say the least. Everything I tried to do was twice as hard as it should’ve been.

I got back to my place last night and I had swelling still in the outside of my left ankle. Both of my legs from the knees down to my feet felt very heavy and stiff, like they were hard to move eventhough I was standing and walking without any problem. It was strange. I’ve never experienced that before. Needless to say I called my Cardiologist’s office again today. I left a voicemail and am waiting to hear back from them. I have no idea what they will do or say. I have no idea what testing beyond an echocardiogram may be in my future. I just know I’m going to try to face the situation with the same dignity, bravery, and intelligence that I usually do. I will be scared because I know it’s ok to be. I will not let that fear keep me from doing what needs to be done.

That’s where that stands, and now I would like to address a personal issue that is health-related also, but that has been coming up more and more in the last few days. I have had a few different people say things to me such as, “You look really pale today. You’re not doing well are you?” or “You look really tired.” or “How’s your health? You look worn out”. OK let me clear a few things up here and now:

1. Please STOP telling me how tired, worn out, and run down I look. I have a mirror. I know how I look. I don’t sleep well at night. I struggle to breathe every day. Of course I’m not going to look well-rested. What do you expect????

2. Please STOP telling me how pale I look. I have a mirror. I know how I look. I’m a little white Irish girl with 2 heart conditions and bad lungs. I’m not going to have normal coloring. It won’t happen. I was pale before I got PH in 1996. Why do you suddenly think that getting PH and PHighting for survival for 19+ years is going to make me look better? It’s not. So stop expecting it.

3. I know you say these things because you care about me, love me, and are worried about me. I’m worried about me too. I’m scared too. I love you for caring and worrying. I truly do. However, please keep in mind that hearing you all say these things to me only makes me worry more. It makes me more scared. It makes me want to crawl in a cave and give up. I will never do that because it’s just not my style. Please realize though that I love you and I understand your worry. Saying things like that to me, isn’t going to make me feel any better. It’s not going to make the situation go away or suddenly get better. I know I look bad. I see it every day. I live it every day. It’s me. This is my reality for right now. Let me deal with it the way I have to deal with it. It’s not your body. It’s not your life. It’s not your PHight. You can stand in my corner and root me on all you want and I’ll love you even more for doing that if you’re so inclined. If you’re going to point out the negativity of the situation though, please find another corner. I just don’t need to hear that right now. I say this with as much love and respect as I possibly can.  Thank you for understanding, and if you don’t understand my feelings at least respect them! That’s all I’m asking. If you can’t do that, then find your own journey to walk, and leave the rest of us to navigate through mine with courage, positive thinking, and prayers.

I promise I am not sitting back and ignoring the situation. I’ve been in contact with my Doctor’s office 3 times in the last week. I’m on top of things and will continue to be until we find a solution, or until we improve things to the point where I can live with them if no solution can be found.


My Wednesday Feels Like a Crappy Monday…

everyone looks like a pinata

Because I appreciate my blog followers, I will give you fair warning that this is going to be a venting blog. I try to stay positive and upbeat as much as I can. We all have those days though where you just need to get the negativity out of your system. Yes this is one of those days for me.

Let me start by explaining that my sleep schedule has been messed up since early January. I was sick for 3 weeks and because of scheduling issues with my antibiotics my general Doc prescribed, and the regular meds I take daily, I ended up having to take stuff at 2 AM to be able to safely fit it all in for the day. Needless to say, after 3 weeks of that my days and nights ended up being reversed.

Yesterday for whatever reason I was super tired. I laid down at 2 in the afternoon. I woke up for literally less than a minute at around 5 PM and then immediately fell back to sleep. I didn’t get up til 10 PM, and was disoriented for a few minutes. I was awake til 1 AM then slept til 3 AM. I fell back to sleep at 5 AM and didn’t wake up until a close friend walked into my apartment asking if I was ready to go have my bloodwork drawn, and that they were double parked. I had completely forgotten I was supposed to go for bloodwork this morning. I never set my alarm. That was the first thing I was aggravated about.

I’m rushing around getting ready which of course wasn’t good at all. I was so out of breath I actually got dizzy and that was with my oxygen on. I got to the outpatient lab and as she’s pulling the empty vials she’ll need for my tests, she tells me that my scripts are expired and that she shouldn’t even draw any of them. She did anyway because she knows me and I assured her that I had just gotten new scripts in either December or January, and that they should be good until the end of April. Bloodwork scripts are good for 6 months for those of you who don’t know that. I’m not sure if that’s just in the state of Pennsylvania, or if that’s everywhere in the United States. I went to the front registration desk when I was finished and asked her if she had copies of my updated scripts on file. She did and she checked the dates and I was good to go for all 4 tests, although 1 of them will be expiring in about 9 days. I didn’t bother to go tell the phlebotomist that the scripts were good, I figured they’d all go through the lab without a problem. That was aggravation number 2.

I get back to my apartment and turn on my laptop. I log in to the email address I use for all of my health related correspondence. My intention was to email the nurse that handles sending me updated scripts when I need them. Before I could do that, I see that there’s an email from my oxygen company saying my current billing statement was available and payment was due by April 23rd. I shouldn’t be receiving any bill from them at all. I was instantly and most thoroughly ticked off. I picked up the phone and called both of my insurance companies. After speaking with them both, it was made clear to me that I have no patient responsibility for either date of service the oxygen company was billing me for. I called the billing department at the oxygen company. Naturally I was on hold for over 30 minutes. When someone finally did answer the call, I explained to her what was going on. I also explained that I had spoken with both of my insurance providers and that according to them I didn’t owe anything at all for either date of service. She immediately told me that what was billed to the insurances and what the insurances paid were two different amounts and she had no idea why. I didn’t have the time or energy to explain to her how insurance works. Basically that’s her job to know that and I stopped doing other peoples’ work for them years ago. She told me that she was refiling the charges into the Insurance Responsibility category (I think that’s what she called it) and out of the patient responsibility category until a review is done. My account with the oxygen company is now back to a $0 balance pending the review outcome. My theory is she realized the oxygen company was wrong and this was her way of covering it up. My other theory is that they are going to try to think of another reason why I owe them money and send yet another false bill for these charges once their so-called review is completed. Either way, they’ve awakened my angry side and if I continue to get charged for things I don’t owe, I will be consulting an attorney because I refuse to just sit back and take this from any company. That was aggravation number 3 and by far the biggest one of the day.

So today, I’ve completely had it. I will not solve any other problems no matter what they are or who is involved. I know I’m the given unlicensed therapist to a lot of people out there, but listen, I’m done today. D-O-N-E! Get it? If you’re under 21 and have a problem, call a parent or grandparent or guardian. If you’re over 21 and have a problem, you’re an adult suck it up and fix it yourself, don’t come to me with it. I won’t care today. I just simply won’t care.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t wish anyone any harm. I don’t wish anyone any ill will whatsoever. I will never physically or verbally hurt anyone no matter what. I’m just a frustrated woman who had to deal with problems today that should’ve never been problems in the first place. It’s as simple as that. Venting over! I feel much better now. Thank you for hanging in ’til the end!