Wednesday, February 15, 2012

I'm only being nice to you because you have a heart tumor

Well, I am starting to have less faith in my current cardiologist's office. Good thing I am moving on to the big time downtown. Today the Clear Lake office called to tell me that there was a miscommunication with the future doctor's office, and I in fact was not going to be having an Angiogram on Friday, but rather having a consultation first with my new doctor, and that wouldn't be until next Tuesday. So, while I am happy to not have a catheter wire shoved up my leg right now, I sort of feel like we are just prolonging the inevitable. If you can save your prayers for a little longer, I would be much appreciative.

Also, talked to my good friend Dan at Cigna Healthcare today. He reassured me I have already burned through my $1250 HRA account, and am halfway through my deductible. He also reassured me that I am very soon going to have free healthcare for the rest of the year. He was impressed at how quickly I had done this in 2012. I'm pretty much amazing.

Had dinner tonight with Eve. A year ago today, Eve found out that she had a brain tumor. 2 weeks later she went into a 12 hour surgery to have it removed. She had some good insight for me, despite the fact that I think a brain tumor is about 100 times more scary than a heart tumor. We talked about the frustration, the anger, the sadness and the general feeling of being overwhelmed. About the support that comes out of the woodwork, and about the sudden emotional craziness that your life becomes. Eve knew what to say and what not to say (I know you are all trying, and doing a great job, but it's different when someone can be blatant about it). She reminded me how much this will (and already has) teach me about life, relationships, and happiness. I'm an educator, so I always look for the lesson and what I can learn. And this is one big lesson.

Last weekend on the phone, a certain boy who will remain nameless (because, uh, I think he would kill me for telling this story) told me he was only being nice to me because I had a heart tumor. He was obviously being obnoxious, but I thought it was great, because he was real, and he made me laugh, and he wasn't treating me like I was some breakable fragile object. I mean, clearly I am not exactly breakable in general. I appreciate more than I can express the love and support that has been sent via text, email, facebook and cards (and please don't stop, because the written stuff is good to go back to when I am feeling down), but the people that know me know I don't deal well with pity, and I like to laugh and be happy. And being real with me is the best thing for me right now. You might find me being a little bit more "real" than normal in response (mom, you may or may not have gotten the brunt of my realness earlier this week), but you all know I have a little bit of bitch in me, so it should come as not surprise that it comes out every once in a while. Overall, though, I still would rather hear about the latest gossip regarding the setup of your friend/brother/cousin/coworker with your other friend/coworker/cousin (ok, don't be setting up your cousins...), the stupid thing your boss said to you today/yesterday/just now (or all of the above if you are some of us), or the vacation we are going to plan to Chile/Hawaii/Europe/Maine once this is all over.

Lastly (yea, this was going to be a short post), if you feel like you would like to do something fun for me and you, I am in the midst of requesting fun mixed CD's. Music has been a big thing in my life (the next post will expand on this), and certain music has helped me get through parts of my day recently. So, if you have some favorite songs (that are not sappy love songs or really ridiculous rap) throw them on a CD, give it a creative name, and shoot it my way. I am currently rocking a CD full of TV theme songs and fun 2003 and before sing a long songs. Something more updated would be great. Please note, I grew up on Neil Diamond, The Beacb Boys, and show tunes, so all are especially welcome. Have at it!

Sara sent this to me tonight:


This is the crap that gets me through my days.

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