I’m not superstitious — I didn’t expect problems on Friday the 13th. I had problems in SPADES! We had visited our doctor the day before and he requested the pricing on my husband’s medicines. My husband has enrolled with the VA and getting his prescriptions from the VA would save us money. The problem — the VA doesn’t have many of my husband’s medicines nor do they have a substitute. I had copied the pricing for his medicines when we were looking for a new prescription plan.
I found the paperwork BUT when I looked at the pricing — it didn’t make sense. Some of the costs in the GAP were lower than the non-GAP pricing. I tried to access the pricing on the computer. Roadblocks upon roadblocks. I tried phoning our agent for the insurance. He wasn’t available and didn’t return my phone call. I tried accessing the insurance plan itself. My first phone call — I was on hold for a very long time. When I finally contacted a person, I LOST the call. I wasn’t able to get the pricing on all the medicines but I did get the cost of medicines he would have filled in December.
I had asked for the doctor’s e-mail address before leaving the office. The e-mail wouldn’t go through — WRONG ADDRESS. I tried phoning the doctor’s office, and left a message on their answering machine. The message must have gotten lost, my phone call wasn’t returned.
I heated a container of chicken noodle soup in the microwave, then spilled the hot liquid all over my hands. I kept reminding myself that it was Friday the 13th. Lavender essential oil helped the burn.
We received a check in the mail, and was advised we didn’t have direct deposit. I KNEW I had filled out the information but evidently it didn’t stick. One phone call later, the woman I talked to, after giving her all the information requested realized she could only answer questions, not input the information. I was told to call back on Monday. ?? Friday the 13th — AGAIN!
Saturday — sunny, windy, cool day. Our grandchildren were in town and I thought a visit to Maggie Daley park would be possible. The kids dressed in layers so they could take off their heavy coat when they got overheated. They had a fantastic time until our grandson collided with a sculptured tree in the enchanted forest. He had experienced a concussion in the spring which really limited his activities. His head HURT –he was afraid that he had received another concussion. I have to admit that I was worried as well.
Leaving the park, I slipped on the stairs and quickly descended. Somehow I managed to stop the fall with my shoulder, wedging it into the railing. Sore shoulder AGAIN but nothing broken.
Sunday, I realized that both my grandson and I had received “HELP”. Although both of our injuries could have been severe, we had been protected from serious injury. The bruise on my arm was on a muscle, not on the shoulder itself. Sunday I learned of the attacks in Paris on Friday. No wonder I had so many problems, my friends were busy else where. Thankfully they were back on Saturday.