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One-Fourth of My Life…

1/30/2023

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Hey guys,
The last couple of weeks has been extremely emotional for multiple reasons. The week of January 16th is always an electrically charged week for me. This year was a pretty big milestone, at least to me it’s a big milestone. It was the seventh anniversary of my mom’s suicide. Since I’m going to be twenty-eight this year that means that I have spent 1/4th of my life without my mom. It’s kind of crazy to even think about. I miss her so much every single day. I know she would be proud of me no matter what my brain tries to tell me otherwise.

Monday, January 16th, I ended up going to her grave and sitting there for a while. I’m not going to lie I don’t go and visit my mother’s grave as often as I should, but I don’t find peace there a lot. I know that she is not there that is only a place for her body to rest, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. I am currently making her a headstone which is going to be a wooden cross with her name on it. I have it almost all the way finished. I just need to finish up the paint and touch up some details before it will be ready to go. I came home from the graveyard and ended up getting back in bed.

Wednesday the 18th, I had to go to Baton Rouge for the neurosurgeon’s doctor's appointment. All they were wanting was another myelogram, which is a set of images looking at the details of my spinal cord. The 3-hour drive started around 4 o’clock that morning. The ride didn’t seem as long as usual on the way there but then coming home it seemed to take forever. The test wasn’t scheduled until 10:30 that morning but I had to be there at 8:30. Once we got there, check-in took a good forty-five minutes to get through and get me in the back. Everyone was super friendly and knew a lot about my issues with my injury. One nurse stayed with me through the entire process which made it more comfortable for me. They put me on the table on my belly, I had to be on my belly for the entire test. I had done well up until it was time to lay me flat on my stomach and tilt the table where my feet were above my head. I started to get really sweaty, lightheaded, and just overall not feeling very well. The nurse told everyone that the test had to start and I had to get off of my stomach. There were only two more images that were needed so they decided just to forget about those two images since I was having such a hard time. They took me to the recovery room. I was given a Dr. Pepper for the caffeine and some graham crackers because I had not eaten anything all day, and the nurse could tell that I was extremely shaky The doctor had already forewarned me that caffeine would be my best friend during the day, because of the headache that was going to come with doing the test. After the test, I was not allowed to lay flat or at a 90° angle because they needed the contrast to not go and cover my brain.

Sunday, January 21 I got the text message that I had been dreading for the past few weeks. My Aunt Pam had passed away. She is my momma’s brother’s wife. She has been a very big part of my life even before my mom passed away but especially since then. In a lot of ways, she has been like a grandmother figure to me my entire life. Honestly, that’s just the type of person that she was in general to anyone she knew. She was a very Godly woman and I do not doubt that she entered the gates of heaven. My mom got to see one of her favorite people again. It may have been a sad day for me, but it was a glorious day in Heaven.

Tuesday, January 24, the afternoon was the visitation for Pam. I got in my chair earlier that day and did a few things around the house before we had to go. I saw a bunch of the family that I had not seen in quite a long time. We told stories about Pam and celebrated her life while we ate dinner. It was about eight or so by the time we got home and still had to do wound care. Needless to say, it was a late night.

Wednesday, January 25 I had a funeral for Pam. The morning started rough, not gonna lie. I don’t feel comfortable when getting put in my chair and the fact that clothes are not fitting or looking like I want them to. I need to work on my self-esteem. The funeral was at 10 o’clock so we had to get up kind of early to be able to get me up and dressed and do something with my hair. I sat on the second row. It was honestly nice to see all of my family it’s not very often that we see each other anymore. I couldn’t bring myself to go to the casket. I haven’t been able to bring myself to go up to any other casket since my mother's funeral. That is just not the last memory I want of the person, especially after the meltdown I had with my mom. When the funeral was over, I followed everyone to the graveside, but because it was raining, I didn’t get out. We all met back up at the church to have a fellowship and eat lunch together. There was so much food that it was kind of hard to choose what I wanted to eat. I already know that my belly will not hold much so if I got a whole lot, they would be a whole lot wasted. We visited with a lot of the family before we headed home and I got back in bed.

Thursday, January 26 daddy came to install the new detectors. I was in my chair before he got there. He even got one for the kitchen because there was not one in the kitchen at all. In all honesty that doesn’t make any sense to me because that’s where fires begin most often. I do understand that every time the kitchen gets smokey the detector in the kitchen would go off but I think it’s important. While my dad was here we told him about the check engine light and the trac off light came on in the van at the same time. We had previously gotten the oil changed and the tires checked and they saw the codes. He cleared the codes but it wasn’t very far down the road that they both came on again. He did something with the battery to reset everything. If it happens again I’m going to take it to the auto mechanic shop. I already have one in mind that would serve multiple purposes. ​

Friday, January 27th, I had to go back to Baton Rouge to see the doctor about my hands and elbow. The appointment was originally at 4 PM but thankfully they rescheduled it for earlier that day. We had to leave by seven that morning so we could still get there on time. The morning didn’t start well because I feel like I can’t get sit in the chair right and my clothes not getting put on correctly so I felt like I look horrible. The three-hour drive went by fairly fast to me and we got there by 10:30. We were stressing because we knew that we were going to be late and when we called them they said that there were only fifteen minutes after the appointment grace period to get there. Mallory and I both said that we were going to show our butts if we got there and they wouldn’t see me because we were late. Once we got into the parking garage. It took like five minutes for the elevator to go a few floors and pick us up. Of course, we went to the first building and it was the wrong one so we had to end up going around to the other building. We got signed in and only had to wait probably 15 minutes before they called my name, that’s where this visit started going haywire. We ended up spending three hours in the back waiting for the doctor to see us and for them to be able to find the correct paperwork. The first time one of the doctor's colleagues come in and said that they were needing more imaging. When the doctor finally come in, he sat down in the chair and explained what he thought was going on. He explained it to me as this is just a part of my spinal cord injury; they get worse over time. In his opinion, even my previous nerve studies do not show there’s not anything majorly wrong with my elbows or my wrist. The reason my hands stop working is just my spinal cord injury getting worse. He understood that after my last spinal fusion, I lost all hand movement and he did say that the other fusion could have messed with something. The new myelogram did show that some are tightening around my T1 which is located right under the C6 and C7 vertebrae. I had my C6 and C7 vertebrae fused in September 2021. Those were fused to my original fusion of C3, C4, and C5. Dr. Bowie of the NeuroMedical Center of Baton Rouge could go in and fuse the T1 and T2 vertebrae to my already fused C3-C7 and decompress the T1. He says there’s a 50/50 chance that this fusion will help anything but in his medical opinion he doesn’t see it helping. I told him about the pain and how my thumb literally feels like it’s going to fall off; including the muscle wasting in my right hand. He’s going to run another nerve study in my upper extremities with his special test there at the spine institute and see what it shows to make sure that there’s not anything going on in my hand. The only other thing he could do for me referred me to a neurologist at the same clinic that specializes in neuropathy. He’s calling everything more or less neuropathy now. So before we left his office I made an appointment to get my new nerve study done on February 10th in Baton Rouge and an appointment with the neuropathy doctor in March.
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Just waiting…

1/16/2023

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Hey guys, another week has come and gone…
Monday was a lazy day around the house. I didn’t sleep well so I was up early watching Netflix again. I have to say I’m sick of watching the television. I feel like there’s nothing to watch that I haven’t already seen. I’ve been doing pretty well with the no nicotine but I’ve slipped and had a few pulls of my vape. I’m trying to do better, I have to remember the end goal is getting this surgery so I can get healed. Around seven thirty that morning Jessica called and told me everything she had planned and when she was going to get to coming over for wound care. She said that she wasn’t going to be long and was bringing company with her. I told her okay and that I would stay in the bed until she done wound care and then I wanted to get in my chair.
It wasn’t about thirty minutes after getting off the phone, Jessica pulled up into the driveway. She brought in baby Shepherd in his car seat and said Kelly and Amy were on their way. We decided to go ahead and do wound care hoping it wouldn’t take long and we could possibly get it done. We didn’t make it through my wound care before everybody showed up. We finished up doing the packing of the wound and then put me in the chair.
Thursday I wanted to get in my chair because I was sick of doing nothing in the bed. So we got me up. It was a beautiful and warm day outside despite the weather saying it was supposed to rain all day. I wanted to get a few things done outside while it was still nice outside too. There wasn’t anywhere that I was needed so we stayed home all day. The first thing I worked on was stuff for the sugar gliders. I tried introducing two together, it didn’t just end in failure but it definitely wasn’t a success either. I’m trying to combine a few cage’s together so there’s only a few cages in that room. We took down all of the toys from the glider cages and put them in my bathtub to get washed. It’s been years since they have gotten a true bath. Mallory decided to go ahead and burn everything in the burn barrel. It was hilarious watching her avoid the moving flames of the fire in the wind. I tried to tell her it was too windy but once something is put in her mind she’s going to do it. I recorder just about the entire thing because she was being hilarious. I wanted to help cook supper which was simple; biscuits, sausages and white gravy. It didn’t take about thirty minutes to get everything done and it was time to eat. I ate a biscuit and a half and couldn’t handle taking another bite.
Friday, I was supposed to have a wound care appointment but the doctor, Steven, didn’t think it was necessary to be seen this week since we are only waiting on my insurance and my nicotine levels to go down. I still had a few errands that needed to be done in Alexandria so we kept the plan to go to Alexandria anyway. We got a later start to the day, putting me in my chair around 9:30. My dad came around 8:30 to look for the water leak that he couldn’t find the night before. This time you could hear the water running just like we could hear on the back porch. Daddy didn’t want to have to crawl up under the house in 36° weather with about six inches of standing water so he tried to find a plumber. I honestly had no idea trying to find a plumber would be so hard but daddy called at least three people. He left and said that if no one called him back by noon or one when the weather had warmed up, he’d get under there and fix it himself. After he left it was time to get me dressed and in my chair.
As Mallory is putting the lift down to sit me in my chair, Jessica Hailey and Mia came through the door. Jessica came to do wound care for the day since I wasn’t seeing the doctor. It only took about 10 or 15 minutes to do the wound care completely, and have me back, dressed and ready to go. We followed them out and went to Alexandria. Our first stop was Petco of course. Mallory wanted to get a crab for her ten gallon aquarium. We looked at the betta fish, the koi, goldfish and all the other fish but there was no crabs. I wanted to look at the fantail goldfish and ended up finding celestial goldfish whose eyes are on the top of their heads instead of on the side. This makes them look like you took tiny Googly eyes and glued them to their head. They are so cute. I already knew two of those would be going home with me. We still had a good bit of stuff to do so we’d have to stop on our way home so they would have enough oxygen to make it home. We drove passed CiCi’s Pizza and decided that was what we wanted for lunch. We didn’t have a bent fork with us so it was very interesting to eat with a regular plastic one but I made it work. The next stop was the vape shop so I could get a nicotine free vape but the first one we went to didn’t have any so we decided that we would stop by the one in Ball where I know they have what I want. While in Alexandria I went ahead and went to Cabrini Hospital to get the lab tests from before my last neck surgery for Dr. Bowie. The only other stop was to get the fish before we came home. The afternoon was spent getting the tank ready for the three celestial goldfish we brought home, cleaning up the house and putting me back in the bed.
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Exam Room Two, Please...

1/8/2023

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Well hello, folks!
I hope everyone has been having a great start to the new year. It’s been a pretty good week for me overall.
Monday was a little on the boring side. I had made plans with a guy friend to hang out for New Year’s so I decided to go ahead and get up in my chair. I did a little bit of housework and some personal hygiene stuff that I could do myself. It was later in the day that Ryan had to cancel because of time getting away from him. He lives two hours away from me so he wouldn’t have been able to stay long because of time restraints. So for the remainder of the day, I got to sit on the porch enjoying the sunshine while doing a few things on my phone. Mallory and I cooked a pork tenderloin wrapped in bacon with sweet peas and cornbread. It was supposed to be black-eyed peas but since Mallory doesn’t eat beans she didn’t know the difference. I got a good shock when I took a bite of my pea and cornbread mix and it was sweet peas, not black-eyed peas.
Tuesday I ended up having to get back in my chair because Mallory had to go to her scheduled visitation with her little boy. It was something that slipped by our brains until about seven that morning. While she was gone I went to work on my kitchen. It was definitely not how I like it kept. I started by gathering all of the dirty dishes that I could and then went to work in the sink. When my hands felt gross from being in the water I would move to something else and then go back to the dishes. I finished everything that I could by myself because I continued to clean around the house. There were a few times that I wanted to cry because I couldn’t do something as easily as I could.
Wednesday was pretty boring overall. I just stayed in bed. I placed a Walmart order with a few things that needed to be picked up for the house as well as picked up the ingredients for spaghetti. One day I want to try my hand at making my own spaghetti sauce, but until then I just used a jar from Walmart that had garlic and cheese in the sauce already. I honestly had trouble making up my mind if I wanted to use just meatballs or ground beef. The only thing exciting that happened on Wednesday was the fact that I got my pressure alternating cushion in the mail. It didn’t come till around 5 o’clock that afternoon. I’m hoping that this type of cushion will help relieve the chance of getting another pressure sore once this one has healed up. My dad came to install a gas heater in my bedroom. When the weather went down to 17° at night, the temperature in my bedroom also would not stay up. My bedroom and bathroom are located furthest from the air conditioning unit so I am assuming that the hot air does not reach these two rooms in my house. I didn’t want to get stuck without another heater if the weather were to turn back cold. He got just about everything hooked up and placed on the wall but decided to come back Thursday to finish hooking the line up under the house.
I reached out to my academic advisor at Southern New Hampshire University this week as well to let him know that I would not be able to start classes like I had planned because my wound was not healed. He agreed that it would be best to not go forward with the class until I am healed up completely so we have dropped all of my classes. I’m honestly not sure how I feel about it yet. I know that it is the best thing for me right now because it’s obvious that I am not going to be able to do schoolwork with trying to heal up my pressure sore.
Thursday was honestly busy but so worth it. I ended up having to get in my chair because Mallory had to go to Harrisonburg for an appointment. While she was gone, I ended up seeing my dad finish putting in the heater line, Jessica do wound care, my Maw Sue came to visit, and a friend named Ryan come over, I already knew that it was going to be a busy day. My dad was the first one to show up with my uncle Ricky to finish putting in the gas line to my heater. It took them about two hours to finish everything up. There were complications after complications, of course, but they finally got it up and running. It’s an extremely large heater so I’m not gonna need it very much. While my dad was here I got him to look at the toilet in my bathroom that has been constantly running. He told me that it needs a whole new insert piece and then he would bring me one the next time he come this way. This is one reason why my water bill was extremely high this month; $202. I know the water leak played a big hand in the water being so expensive, but this is probably the first water bill I have ever seen this high. It wasn’t even a good ten minutes after my dad left that Jessica and Sue pulled up. This was the first time I have gotten to see Sue in a while and it was great. I can’t even begin to describe how much I miss the fun times we used to have sitting on Jessica‘s porch in the sunshine. It’s honestly kind of crazy to me how much time shows on my family members. Sue fell asleep on my couch while Jessica and I did my wound care. We let her sleep while we went outside for a few minutes, then checked on all of the fish. I am not exactly sure how, but somehow I have a missing beta fish in my 20-gallon aquarium. We have searched everywhere and can’t find her. The only thing I can see that happened is one of my cats got on the lid of the aquarium and got her. I guess there is one more possible answer which is she jumped out of the tank and died but if this is the case, I may not find a body with all the animals I have running around my house. After a little while they had to go. Again, not even ten minutes after they left that Ryan showed up. He’s a little bit goofy and short (shhh don’t tell him I said that). We met a while ago, I want to say back in August. At first, we were thinking about dating but decided to just stay friends. He is a good friend. He’s come to my house multiple times and he even came to visit me when I was in the hospital back in November. We sat on the porch for a little while, enjoying the sunshine while we talked. I was trying out my new cushion and it was starting to hurt my butt so I asked Ryan if he would mind putting me in the bed and we’d watch a movie. He agreed so we put me back in bed and cuddled up to watch Shameless together. He knows that I can’t control my body temperature so he says he’s my heat rock. The warmth coming from his body feels a lot better than the heater but sucks when he moves. He lives two hours away from me, so it wasn’t but a few hours before he had to go home to take care of his niece. Since I was still home alone, we had to put me back in my chair. This was the first time he’s ever done it by himself, and I have to give the man credit, he did very well for the first time. It was absolutely hilarious watching him drive my chair back and forth to the bathroom. Once we got my back in my chair, we sat on the porch for a few more minutes talking before he decided he needed to leave, he was already running late from when he was supposed to leave. I got to sit in the sunshine for a little while longer before Mallory came home. It wasn’t long after she got home that we ended up putting me back in bed as much as I didn’t want to.
Friday was wound care so I had to get back in my chair. I woke up extremely early like I always do; around 4 AM. I played on my phone until it was seven. Once I was in my chair, I washed my face and brushed my teeth. It’s amazing how something as simple as that can make a person feel better. We left a tad bit early so that we would have plenty of time to get there. We didn’t have to wait too long in the waiting room surprisingly. “Exam room two please,” the nurse said as she took us back. Steven was back from his vacation finally. I honestly didn’t like the timeframe for this surgery. The doctor mentioned that my pre-protein levels and my protein levels were just a hair lower than what they needed to be so I also have to work on my protein intake which I already knew I was going to have to do anyway. The big kicker is that, I now have to be nicotine free for my surgery. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem but they are actually checking my blood levels for nicotine this time. I’m not so much worried about the nicotine addiction because I have swapped to a Vape that is no nicotine and I am doing just fine. But why the fuck couldn’t they have told me this when they mentioned the surgery? So they are going to monitor my nicotine levels and go from there on surgery. They still talked about my insurance needing to be dropped or changed in order for the surgery too. So right now I don’t even have a sight for the end of this wound. I don’t know how long it takes for nicotine levels to drop or how long my surgery will take to get approved. I’m fucking stuck in limbo here. This is not a place my mental health needs to be alone. I’m ready to just say fuck it and give up. This bed is not doing me any favors as far as physically or mentally and I’ve had it. My mental health is what’s struggling here and in my own opinion it’s the most important part of being healthy. My body can be sick but as long as my mind is strong I can make it. This is completely different. My mind is weak as well as my body.
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Hello, 2023!

1/4/2023

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Hey guys and gals!
Last year was extremely hard for me for multiple reasons but I am bound and determined to make this year better than the last one. I have written out some of my goals for 2023. I tend to overload myself with goals and none of them seem to come true so this year I have done only a few as actual goals for the year.
“Though thy beginning was small, yet thy latter end should greatly increase” - Job 8:7 KJV

Goal One:
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My first goal is to get my pressure sore healed completely so that I can be able to get off bed rest and actually do things again. There’s a lot that goes without saying as to why I would have this on my goal list. The pressure sore can have a lot of negative impacts on my physical health as well as my mental health. Once I’m out of this bed I will be able to have more independence and I will be able to start strengthening everything again. This is going to be a tough goal because of everything that comes with healing it. There’s going to be surgery, then a long recovery process in the hospital.

Goal Two:
My second goal is to start back my college classes so that I can finish my degree. I only have thirteen or fourteen classes left until I get my bachelor’s degree in psychology and graphic design. If I can return to doing two classes a term which is considered full-time, I could have it done in seven terms. A term is 8 weeks in the university that I go to so that would mean I could have everything done in about fifty-six weeks so almost a year left. If I continue with only one course at a time it will take me double the amount of time it’s going to take to do them full-time. This is considered to be going to school half the. I still have not decided what I’m going to do once I get out of school with my bachelor's degree. There are a good amount of options with both of my majors.

Goal Three:
My third goal for 2023 is to finish building my koi ponds for my fish. I have become obsessed with koi ponds this year and I even have four of my own. Koi can get huge, just like in the zoo. I want my fish happy and healthy which requires quite a lot of room so they can grow. I currently have three ponds but none of them are finished and only one has fish in it. I want to finish the three small ponds that are all on my porches. It’s time that they get done and ready for springtime. I’m hoping to be able to put fish in them this spring. I also have one big pond that I want to dig in the ground to give them room to grow. From the estimate that I got, this pond will be well over a thousand gallons. I have a spot picked out and the shape picked out already.

Goal Four:
The next goal is to get some answers about my pinched nerves so that I can either rebuild the muscle that is gone or at least solve the pain that I have to deal with due to muscle wasting in both hands. This is extremely important to me. I don’t want to continue to not have my fingers and be in pain for the rest of my life. I’ve been ignored about the initial problem for over a year but this year is going to be my year and I’m going to step up for my own health. This plays a big part in my mental health because I’m such an independent person.

Goal Five:
My final goal for this year is to get back into some of the things that made me happy in the past to find a new hobby. In the past it’s been reading, writing, my empath side, making things in resin or astrology and numerology. I have kind of lost myself the last few years trying to make other people happy but it’s time that I focus on myself. I don’t exactly know how I’m going to accomplish this goal yet but I’m already starting by writing to you guys more.


I have other things that I want to get done in the next year but those are the ones that I have hopes of accomplishing this year. I’ll write some of those small things that I want to get done this year below.

Things I’d like to do in 2023:
  • Stop vaping
  • Save money
  • Get my house unpacked and in order
  • Pay on all of my debt
  • Get my aide services settled
  • Get back to a routine
  • Workout more
  • Stretch more
  • Drink more water
  • Have fewer bladder infections


I hope everyone has made themselves some goals for the new year. I don’t want to call them New Year’s resolutions, because I am the same person, I just learned lessons the past year. If you have not already, think about four or five things that you really want to accomplish this year. Now write them down and the reasons why you want them this year. I like to keep my goals in view so that I can see them every day. This is not something that I’ve been doing but I fully intend on making a spot that I see every day and putting my goal list there.
At the end of the year, I want to take time to examine all of my goals and the other things and see how many I get done.
Again, happy New Year everyone!
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It’s Never Easy…

1/1/2023

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Hey guyyys!
How’s everyone doing? This will be my last post of 2022! I have had a really long and difficult year this year but I have to believe that 2023 will be a much better year. I have faith that 2023 will be a better year. I have a blog post coming after new years that describes my goals and hopes for this upcoming year so stay tuned.
I have had a much better week this week if I’m being honest. There hasn’t been a whole lot going on other than dealing with life in the bed. I have my bad moments but overall I haven’t had as many bad moments.
I have called the Neuromedical Center in Baton Rouge where I went in August to start the process of fixing my nerves in my arms. They were supposed to be ordering a CT with contrast to see why Dr. Dowd done surgery on my neck instead of going to my elbows in first place. I never heard anything else from them. Life had gotten crazy with Tanner leaving me and my pressure sore that I hadn’t even thought about it. When I called I told them that I hadn’t heard anything back about the test and they said that they saw where it was ordered but that it was strange that no one had called me. She went ahead and scheduled me an appointment for January 27th to see the doctor and put the order back in to get my test. I know that this doctor is trying to figure out why my neck was worked on instead of the problem but I really wish that they would just fix my elbows and wrist first. The pain wouldn’t be so bad or at least we could try to fix it before it’s too bad that it can’t be fixed.
I have also gotten further with purchasing a pressure alternating chair cushion. I have been researching this type of cushion because it does the same thing that the mattress that the hospital uses to help keep the pressure off my butt. There’s honestly not a lot of options for a pressure alternating cushion. The company that I found is called The Ease Seating System. My cushion has been approved by the state! So now that it’s been approved the company can now start working on making the cushion. Of course, my cushion is not a standard size so it has to be special made so it will take a little longer to get it to me. I’m really hoping that I will have it for the ride to the Covington hospital, that is if they don’t take me by ambulance. I can’t honestly imagine that ride all alone with the EMTs. I know I’ve had to do it before but I don’t want to have to do that again. The last time was the time I had sepsis after my mitrofanoff and ACE surgery. I almost died during that stay…
Friday morning I went to wound care in Alexandria. We had to wait an hour in the waiting room before we got into the back. They put me in a small room with a vent that had bandages over the vent because it was so cold. It was just like the normal appointment, we done the Macsonix machine. When the doctor came in she opened the entrance of the wound up because it had gotten so small that there wasn’t really room to put the packing in the wound. She done this without any type of numbing cream and then looked at me like I was nuts when I went to crying because it hurt. I really do believe that the doctors believe that just because I can’t move that I can’t feel anything from the neck down. This is definitely not the case. I felt every slice she made. At the end, she discussed the muscle flap surgery. She talked with the surgeon, Abigail Chaffin, who agreed to do the surgery as long as we get prior authorization for the surgery and the six weeks recovery stay in LTAC long term care facility. According to them, my Humana insurance does not like to cover the recovery care and without the proper recovery the surgery will fail. So I have to get some type of authorization numbers to both of them before Dr. Chaffin will do surgery. The doctor wasn’t sure how long that would take and the lady in the office wasn’t there. It will be Tuesday before the office reopens after the new year. The only other option she gave me is to drop my Humana and just go back to regular Medicare part A and B.
When I got home I immediately called Humana to try to see if I could figure out what was going on with the authorization. The lady with Humana was just as confused as I was to what the doctor was wanting because she said that the doctor doctor has to send in the request for the service and then they will authorize it or not. She went ahead and told me my benefits to the plan and done an address change for me before we got off the phone. I don’t really know anything about insurance so a lot of this stuff goes over my head. I really need to learn all of this stuff but I honestly don’t know where to start. If you have any helpful information please let me know in the comments. The more I got to thinking about it, my Humana is a Medicare Advantage Plan which means that they cover everything that Medicare covers plus more so how can dropping my Humana help? This is the type of question I will have to see what the nurse at wound care has to say.
For New Year’s Eve Mallory and I decided to go to Kelly’s house where we roasted weenies, marshmallows and popped fireworks. I was drinking some type of gator or jungle juice. It was a lot of fun and much better than spending it alone in bed. I couldn’t stay all night because of my wound. We left and came home around nine and I was asleep shortly afterwards. My pain level and the alcohol mixture had me tired and my belly hurt.
Until next week…
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    Paralyzed from the neck down after an ATV rollover at 14, April Otwell is beating the odds the doctors gave her. She's a blogger, fantasy writer, college student, sugar glider guardian and spinal cord injury survivor.  She's even writing her first fiction novel!

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