Was just one of those just go back to bed days!

Yesterday was just one of those, just go back to bed days.  It started out not so good and just seemed steady on that path.  My dad left to go get his Humira shot, which the doctor had some at the office to give him, and he came home all in a mood and yelling at me that I didn’t follow through with his prescription order.  He said the nurse said she sent it three times.  Well apparently the letter I typed up with all the information on it for them she didn’t read, because once she phone in the script, she was suppose to call to let me know, so I could then call the mail order department of his insurance carrier and process the order and give them the payment information.  He was just having a fit and very demanding.  I got frustrated and teary eyed and said I am one person, I can only do so much, as I was just doing paperwork for hubby for our new insurance plan, as they change plans every flipping year.  When I called they said first the script was faxed to the wrong department (I never gave fax information to doctor, they said only to call direct and that was the information I gave them) and that more information from the doctor was required and they didn’t receive it to get prior authorization for the three month supply, then tells me they just faxed it at 8:09 that morning, will process then call me back to get the order set up and mail out Monday.  THEN I get a call they denied it.  I was so mad, it wasn’t funny.  For this they want him to do  month to month co-pays, okay that is fine, then why did they tell us to go the mail order and get three months for one month copay in the first place?  This wasn’t our idea to begin with, but theirs.  They wanted him to do mail order month to month, and this would of required over night shipping because has to stay refrigerated and again why should that expense be there when we can just get it locally?  Oh did I chew out some behind!

Then my dad goes to make his lunch (left over chili) and complains about the purple bowl still in the refrigerator.  Seriously was it hurting him?  No.  So I didn’t toss what ever was inside yet.  He demanded I empty it.  Last time I checked this is still OUR house, not his.  That didn’t help matters.  I wanted to take the bowl and toss it across the flipping house and say, there, is that better now?  THEN he complained to me about something else and my daughter was shocked to hear how he was talking to me.  Her mouth just about hit the floor.

So I got the house all clean and tidy.  When I get this frustrated and upset I take it out on the house cleaning wise!  I tossed in some lemon berry twist melts in my melter and it just made everything better.  Something about that scent just made the day level out after that.

My son’s big day is coming up in June, and I been looking for some announcements.  I emailed his advisor for school colors because I forget already, so I can order them, and seen the sweetest baby girl announcements!  Awe!  Sometimes I wish I could be back at that stage of things, have a baby.  I really do!  I just love babies.  I just can’t get over that my baby is graduating this year.  OH guess what came in the mail today?  My son made honor roll!  How about that!  They sent us a beautiful honor roll certificate and my son was so proud of himself.  We are so proud.  Had we not pulled him out of traditional school, this would of never happened.  To see him light up like he did this evening, priceless!

Raskal is doing better.  We hope he continues too.  He so cute, when he is hungry he cries at me.  Not hubby or anyone else, just me and I will ask him if he is hungry, and he will lick his lips, its just the sweetest thing.  We are trying to get him to drink more, we bought one of those water bottles this evening like you use for hamsters to see if he will take to it.  I don’t know if he will.  We even put low fat milk in a bowl like the vet suggested, and he won’t drink it, but if I give to him on a spoon he will!  Go figure!   He plays in the water more than he drinks.  The only other thing we can do, is give him some wet food and the vet said to put salt on it, and I don’t want to do that.   Salt, that can’t be good for him!