Reincarnated As A Mother

Monday, March 14, 2016

Doctors Schmoctors

What's that old joke about Spring in Idaho?
If you don't like the weather, give it a few minutes.
We had sunshine, rain, wind and yep, lots of hail
(several times).  
The puppies weren't quite sure what to make of it.
 And by now you've likely heard what has been keeping
us running (no pun intended).  My mom fell 10 feet off of a ladder
and landed on her garage floor.
She has a broken foot--
which we got good news about today:  no surgery needed.
But she does have to keep off of it for six weeks.
That's gonna be tough.  Especially since my dad cracked
three ribs on Valentine's Day.
 My mom is bruised from her eye down to her neck.  Her
shoulder, her backside-- with new bruises popping up as we go.
I'm about to bubble wrap both of them.
 And just because we don't see enough doctors in our world--
we had to spend an hour with another one this afternoon.
It is time for Kean's evaluation by Health and Welfare
to determine that he still has Down syndrome and therefore
still qualifies for therapy services.
 Nope, it hasn't gone away.  He still has it.
And was quite bored in the office while I answered
at least a hundred worksheet questions about his
abilities or lack of abilities.
 And that's just step one.  We are being required
to get his IQ tested now that he's off Chemo
and might actually cooperate.
I can't think of a bigger waste of time or waste
of taxpayers dollars.  But hey, it's required.