I’ve been so busy lately. Murphy’s Law…what can go wrong will go wrong (or words similar to that).
I had a house full of company for Easter. Still have not recovered from all those festivities. And, that shit has hit the fan ever since.
For instance, this day has been taken up with washing machine repairs. But, I’m proud to say that I fixed it myself. I figured out what part needed replaced and ordered it from a local repairman. TPSkipper picked it up for me today and I just finished installing it. Now, before y’all start thinking that I am some kinda of Super White Trash Woman (which I actually am), I have to admit that the broken part was on the door….not in the motor or anything. It broke last week. I knew that if I asked TPKen to do it, it would turn into a MAJOR incident. His fixing it would have required at least 3 trips to Lowes and a couple of weeks time. He tends to make things waaay more complicated than they need be.
Also, I’ve been on the phone again this morning doing price comparisons on a colonoscopy. Who’d have thunk it? I’ll bet’cha that most people don’t even know that you can do comparison shopping on med tests. I don’t have insurance and I am determined to get the rock bottom price. I have found that the costs can vary a lot….as much as $700!!!! The real trick is to ALWAYS ask for a discount. Most places do not offer you one but will give it to you if you ask. One hospital gave me a 50 percent discount when I told them that I had no insurance. I am now waiting for the last place that I called to put in their bid on looking at my poop shoot. Then, it’s time to make an appointment. One thing that I have found out is there is an additional charge for anesthesia. I’m going to ask them if I can do it without the anesthesia. That is going to cost another $800. Listen, people, for 800 bucks, I’ll stay awake. They can stick their cameras, camcorders, or whatever up there if I can keep my 800 bucks!!! And, if that is not agreeable, then I’d better at the least get a big fat tongue kiss first from the doctor.
And, I have been trying to get my Viking refrigerator and stove fixed. TPKen insisted on buying those appliances when we built this house. And, that’s weird since he NEVER uses them. He’s not one to cook but he is good about picking up take-out. After finding out that the warranty on those appliances had expired, I was fit to be tied. Crapola…Kenmore has a better warranty than these high-priced , fancy-smancy appliances. After hitting a dead-end from the company who sold these pieces of shiny (stainless steel) , expensive crap to me, I remembered what I had done once before when I couldn’t get a company to help me. I TWITTERED!!!!! Remembering how I had twittered about the bad service from Verizon, I logged on to Twitter and let the anger out. I twittered about Viking appliances for a couple of days. Then, to be honest, I had so much other stuff going on that I forgot to check back for twitter replies for about 6 weeks. Last week, I wanted to go check out Justin…shitmydadsays, which is hilarious. That guy gives me a good laugh when I need one. Anyway, while on twitter, I noticed that Jonathon from Viking appliances had responded to my tweet about how shitty their appliances are. He was offering to help me out so I sent him my phone number in a message. Sure enough, Jonathon called. So, I’ll give Viking a thumbs-up on that. However, I was not at home when J called but he left a message and a number to get back with him. And, I am going to do just that. He is next on my list….right after 1.fix washer 2. find lowest price on buttoscopy.
As you can see, I’ve had a lot going on. And, I need to get back at it right now. But, I will tell you one slightly funny/sad/scary tale before I sign off. Ok…two tales. I need to tell ya while they are both fresh on my mind.
First one….TPSkipper’s husband is in the sales industry. Not gonna say which one because I am always bashing them in another blog that I do with a friend. Anyway, one day last week, he had just eaten lunch and was going to make a sales call and he noticed a picked place on his tie. At that moment, he was putting Purell on his hands. He put the Purell in the glovebox and got out a lighter. He was trying to burn the picked thread off of his tie when suddenly, the tie caught on FIRE! He had not thought about the Purell having alcohol , which is flammable, in it and that possibility of it igniting. In one motion, he thru open the car door and jerked the tie off of his neck. He had scorched his shirt and singed the hair on the back of his hand. What’s really funny about this is that he already had the nickname of Captain Crackle due to another incident with fire last summer. In that one, he was trying to be all cool while talking to one of the neighbors. I don’t know what it is about grills and cooking out but a lot of men make asses out of themselves when let loose around grills/fire, etc. He was leaning up against the grill and somehow managed to hit the “on” button to the gas tank. Acting all cocky, he lit a match and put it to the gas….and WHOOSH! I’m still laughing over that! He singed the hell out of his hair which had mega-products in it which contained alcohol. It burnt his hair so badly that when he ran his hand thru it, you could see burnt hair falling out in flakes. hahaha…good times! Good times!
The next tale,, also, involves the same guy. There has been a raccoon loose in their neighborhood. This raccoon had gotten into a neighbor’s house and killed their cat. Now this neighbor does pest control for a living, actually has his own little company. So, the two of them decided that they would trap the raccoon, which they did. With the raccoon in the cage, they had to figure out some way to get rid of it. They were limited as to what to do since they couldn’t let the raccoon out of the cage. (Raccoons are MEAN!). So, they called the DNR and were told to drown the raccoon. They put the raccoon in a trash can with the intentions of drowning it. Unfortunately, neither thought to measure the depth of the can and the raccoon’s head was sticking up out of the water. So, the dummies decided to get out the water hose and drown it by squirting it with a high intensity spray. Of course, that did not work. Now, the raccoon is in a cage in one of their basements. Stupid men!
I have found a couple of websites which I really enjoy and thought y’all might like too….
Craftastrophe is a site with the motto “Because Handmade Isn’t Always Pretty”. I love the toddlerpede doll (created by John Beinart) that is at the top of the page. I would like to make one…..
There is another craft site that I’ve been enjoying a lot……MR X STITCH. Check out the funny cross-stitched work there. Like….
The other site is “Justin….Shit My Dad Says’…..which is actually on Twitter. HILARIOUS!!!!
OK and alrighty….gotta run now. Busy, busy, busy……
PS Wish me luck on the “poop shoot” test.






Just relax and enjoy the meds they give you for the poop shoot test. You will feel like a million bucks when it is over. I did!
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Noe….thanks for the advice. I have found that if you have no insurance, it is a hassle to even get one ordered. I have to make a doctors appt for next week so she will order one. That’s money that I shouldn’t have to spend since she can just pick up the phone and set up an appt for the colonoscopy for me. Bottom line in health service…..always money.
I have insurance but my deductible is $10,000 so my coverage wouldn’t kick in even in this instance and I’d have to pay out of pocket.
Insurance or not, doctors still have to be the one to order procedures like the colonoscopy. Your doctor will want to know what meds. you might be on or if you’re allergic to any of the drugs they might administer to you. And the results would go back to her for evaluation. Necessary, but like you say, more money involved for the patient.
I’ve found too, that the closer you get to 65, the faster your insurance rates go up.
Good luck with your poop shoot!
aaarrrggghhhhh…..I’ve written 3 replies to you, texas and hit the wrong button every time. I am not use to this computer and apparently, I am hitting a button that deletes everything. But, it’s not the delete button so am not sure which one it is.
You are right about my doctor having to be involved before I can get the colonoscopy ordered. I’m just sooooo tired of paying mega-bucks for doctors and tests while soooooo many people around here are on medicaid for something ridiculous.
Thanks for stopping by!
I hear ya. It really is unfair. But then, you could try this:
http://youcallthatart.wordpress.com/2010/04/22/how-many-pigs-for-a-by-pass-doc/
Ok, ok, you killed me with all that is going on here in this post.
I am friggin’ hooting and hollaring over here seeing in my mind’s eye your son-in-law catch fire twice in one year. Good lord!
I love that photo of the barbie, and I’ve heard a mention of that website before … have you written about them in the past?
On to the poop test. Ok, I had one two years ago and it was a living terror. First and foremost, the night before was worse than the proceedure, and, um, my doctor kept me awake. Gave me something to take the edge off, and I felt slap happy drunk while watching and feeling the whole thing take place. I was all WTF to the nurse and she had to whisper to me “how my doctor liked to heep his patients awake.” So, imagine this whole horror, which a little buzzed wasn’t that bad, and I’m a girl who can’t watch her own blood get drawn. Now, imagine the night before. I took a text poll of all my friends, and two of them shit themselves in the shower after “taking the medicine” the night before, as well as heard many tales of burning butt holes, lubricants for sore bums, and even one girl who vomited from the strong medication her doctor gave to her.
Besides being a starving monster who drove to the gorcery store at the 0 hour to down three popsicles, I brought in all sorts of incense, candles, books, magazines, and my phone for funny poop texts to my gals. I drank something that can only be discribed as liquid draino, and within minutes my ass was on fire for the next 9 hours. I was moaning and praying for jesus and my husband was giggling in the next room over. It was god awful.
I tell you this, because a week after my test, my friend’s mother, who was already dying from lung cancer, had to get one, and two minutes in, her doctor rips open her colon and most of it had to be cut out. Now she’s still hanging on by a thread, but she’s doubly miserable due to all of the complications of this. There is a test that can give you a colonoscopy and it isn’t invasive – like a MRI for your colon. I heard it was around 1,000, and since my mom paid $2,000 for her colonoscopy and anestisia, I say the cost is well worth it. Even though people die left and right in my family due to colon cancer, the hell if I’m ever getting one shoved up my bum again.
Sorry to those who have been permanently scarred by my over-sharing, but TPB needs to know the facts.
Glad its not me. Hoping they invent something better for the day that it is….lol!!!!
I am going to be in so much trouble when it comes time for my colon screening. I am allergic to anesthesia and I scream bloody murder when using a suppository. I hope they’ll come up with a non-invasive colonoscopy soon.
AH…been thinking about making some of those “interesting” crafts to sell for your campaign expenses. Whaddya think about that?