Thursday, July 19, 2007

Fast forward...please!

I want to hit the fast forward button. Of my life.

Can I just fast forward thru this part and not have to watch in the slooooow motion frame by frame version? That's what it feels like to me.

We - I mean, I (gosh it takes some time to get used to that) I am still having problems with truck and geico and insurance, state farm and life insurance and general everyday getting thru till the next day. Thats the big stuff. Fast forward me please.

Now the little stuff. Anyone know how many Betsy's it takes to change a light bulb? Come and find out. The one in my hallway blew out and I need someone to watch me as I get on the stool to change it, so I don't fall down the stairs and break a leg.

All in all though, it was a good day up until bill paying. When I got to writing the check for the ER visit when Jim passed, I had an almost impossible time of putting the check in the envelope. This is another spot where fast forward would help. I stroked the check, I looked at his name on the check and the bill. I started crying, my hands were shaking and I couldn't do it. It would mean that he was really dead. I actually scanned the bill and the check and put it in a pdf file, but I don't know why. I looked at the bill one more time and then wrote in sharpie on the back "my husband is dead. your hospital SUCKS!!!!!".

Sharp tongued Betsy strikes again!

2 comments:

Donna said...

"Your hospital sucks"....boy does that sound familiar.... I am having a moment of dey ja vous (i think that's how you spell it)

Ginger D said...

Phone rings. I pick it up. "Hello. Is Mr.Richards at home?" "No, he's dead." Without missing a beat - "Would you be interested in ..." Badooom boom. Life goes on!