I am very our of date! it is now midNovember and barely recognize the battles of yore. Dan's job panic has subsided. He has become very friendly with the new rabbi, Jonathan, who likes Dan. Dan is responsible for a major concert at the Home on Sunday, and has managed to convince the authorities to use the occasion as a fund raiser for a new piano; the piano at the Home sorely needs replacing.
Since my last entry I have been to Californa to visit Caroline and family, taken lots of pictures and learned how to improve them with the assistance of another resident, and had that much-feared colonoscopy. it was a great success and no polyps were found. (My doctor had told me that if none turned up no more colonoscopies woud be needed.)
Another battle wasited my return--a wild overpayment of some $20,000+ on one of my credit cards. I made the payment in CA, where I misplaced the decimal point. It has taken a good three weeks three weeks to get a refund! My Wachovia credit cards have been maxed out to cover the overdraft, and useless, and heaven knows if they are even any good any more. After daily contact with each of the banks involved--Bank of America and Wachovia--I learned today that the refund is in the form of a check drawn to me and sent to me by mail. Some bank reg or procedure made EFT unfeasible. The Check was sent to me last Monday andTuesday was a federal holiday--I should be gett;ng the check in tody's mail--operative word: should!
Not all has been bad. In some areas I got smart: I used some of my frequent flyer miles on American to upgrade my seats to Business class. The larger seats were much more comfortable and the lunch I got was of gourmet quality! with a printed menu, table cloth, china, silverware and glassware. I did ot have to bring my usual wrap and cut-up fruit and cookies--a tremendous relief. alsi I used a wheelchair from checkin to the gate and got thru security in only about 5 minutes. Still had to take the shoes off but no standing in line.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Quiet Friday, no company but Sarah
Alas, another infection n my foot! Again I am laid up, supposed to keep the leg elevated but that is not always possible, now, is it? when I took off the original bandage, it was bloody, could not tell if it was pus-ey, but let us assume it was. It does not hurt much but the new bandage is not as comfortable as the original. It is hard to bandage a spot n the sole sitting on a raised toilet seat in the bathroom.
Dan's job panic seems to have subsided; he is much more at peace. He seems to be on to something very positive and I hope he is not once again building castles in the air. He has decided to be much more the team player, and is handling it very well, altho with a calculating eye to how each move will cement his value to the Home. If he assists the new rabbi with the flow of business, perhaps the new guy will be beholden to him and not to Dan's boss Sandy. I am so glad ot see him happy for a change.
A Watermark complication: the phones at the front desk are not working. Hope my wheelchair comes this evening to fetch me! Denise told me she had arranged for me to be picked up every night till 9/22--hope the DR remembers! I will set up for a wheelchair for lunch tomorrow, when Florence and Irma visit--but if they don't come, I want dinner, not lumch! Let us hope!
Dan's job panic seems to have subsided; he is much more at peace. He seems to be on to something very positive and I hope he is not once again building castles in the air. He has decided to be much more the team player, and is handling it very well, altho with a calculating eye to how each move will cement his value to the Home. If he assists the new rabbi with the flow of business, perhaps the new guy will be beholden to him and not to Dan's boss Sandy. I am so glad ot see him happy for a change.
A Watermark complication: the phones at the front desk are not working. Hope my wheelchair comes this evening to fetch me! Denise told me she had arranged for me to be picked up every night till 9/22--hope the DR remembers! I will set up for a wheelchair for lunch tomorrow, when Florence and Irma visit--but if they don't come, I want dinner, not lumch! Let us hope!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Not meant for Seniors!
Forever sorry I started this business--spent almost 15 minutes because this idiot site did not take my password! too much for a senior citizen--best left to the kids! Now I have no idea what my password is for which entry. However, an hour later I found my way back--had to work thru the Google site to get here--can't understand why the nest of complications!
I intended to crow about my victory reaching Medicare yesterday. My Union, Teamsters, will reimburse me for certain expenses not covered my Medicare. But I must have in hand denials of coverage from both Medicare and my secondary carrier. I got new orthotics in February and have been waiting for both denials, but none came. And I waited and waited, called the doctor a few times and got nowhere. But recently his office said it had been instructed to submit the claim to another section of Medicare--Durable medical appliances. I finally had enough so I stiffened my back and called Medicare. Lo--I reached a person! I explained why I wanted the denial, which they had just registered, and she said she would put it in the mail forthwith! Bravo, Miriam! Finally a result, no more horse shit--I expect the letter to come shortly--and the rep said she would forward the re
Now all I have to do is recall (with difficulty)my user name and password for publication of more blogs.
I intended to crow about my victory reaching Medicare yesterday. My Union, Teamsters, will reimburse me for certain expenses not covered my Medicare. But I must have in hand denials of coverage from both Medicare and my secondary carrier. I got new orthotics in February and have been waiting for both denials, but none came. And I waited and waited, called the doctor a few times and got nowhere. But recently his office said it had been instructed to submit the claim to another section of Medicare--Durable medical appliances. I finally had enough so I stiffened my back and called Medicare. Lo--I reached a person! I explained why I wanted the denial, which they had just registered, and she said she would put it in the mail forthwith! Bravo, Miriam! Finally a result, no more horse shit--I expect the letter to come shortly--and the rep said she would forward the re
Now all I have to do is recall (with difficulty)my user name and password for publication of more blogs.
Monday, August 25, 2008
A Bad Time at Watermark
Why is everything so tough these days? every day I have a fight with a website--last week it was Medco, which would not let me log in to make payments or place an order. For the past few days it was my cellphone which refused to recognize my password and would not let me change it. Both of them are now resolved, so blogspot acted up. On my own site I could not find a way to enter a new blog. Why are the gods so hostile to an old lady? What have I done to offend them?
My body is reacting to Naomi's demise of a month ago==all sorts of new aches in different places. It took me some time but I got smart. I have moved my scheduled colonoscopy to November or even early spring, to take that burden off my back (pardon the expression. And I have stopped reading a wonderful book about end of life matters. I don't need any reminders! My doctor even suggested tranquilizers but I rejected the idea. She feels a change of scenery will d o me more good. My visit to the Waxes on Saturday was very welcome--they live right on the Hudson and the river views were a treat. The drive to see them probably caused the hip cramp yesterday but the cramp did not repeat today, grace a Dieu!
The blog problem used up the time I meant to apply either to opera or writers--but the back now hurts and I wuld much rather take a walk, if the rain holds off a bit. Enough of just sitting on my duff losing muscle tone. Now will I remember for the next time how to add a blog? Probably not.
My body is reacting to Naomi's demise of a month ago==all sorts of new aches in different places. It took me some time but I got smart. I have moved my scheduled colonoscopy to November or even early spring, to take that burden off my back (pardon the expression. And I have stopped reading a wonderful book about end of life matters. I don't need any reminders! My doctor even suggested tranquilizers but I rejected the idea. She feels a change of scenery will d o me more good. My visit to the Waxes on Saturday was very welcome--they live right on the Hudson and the river views were a treat. The drive to see them probably caused the hip cramp yesterday but the cramp did not repeat today, grace a Dieu!
The blog problem used up the time I meant to apply either to opera or writers--but the back now hurts and I wuld much rather take a walk, if the rain holds off a bit. Enough of just sitting on my duff losing muscle tone. Now will I remember for the next time how to add a blog? Probably not.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Naomi
Nay"s memorial was this morning. I can't quite get my head around the ineluctable fact that she is gone, deceased, no longer among the living. why only last week she read a poem at Al's poetry session, went to yoga class on Friday, started an art class that afternoon,one for which she had waited a very long time, and on Saturday she played putt golf and scrabble. So how did she just fade away like that?
In a way she was blessed. this was the death she wanted, fast, no pain. We here at Watermark all said the same thing--we should be so lucky!
Dan officiated and did a splendid job. His preparatian was impeccable--solid, fact based yet his spiritual side shone thru. his reading were most appropriate--Psalms, Ecclesiastes, Talmud and his singing was glorious. When it was my turn, I tried to dredge up memories of her childhood--what she enjoyed doing: swimming, golf, horseback riding and her art work. but my memories are dim and she ws that mihc older than I. Not that I mentioned everything--I forgot that she took me to see Princess Ida when I was 10 and turned me into a committed G & S fan. this was followed by their plays a year later, a book I still treasure. We would talk in bed at nihgt (we shared a bedroom) and as she was going off to college, she promised that she and I would go out for a lunch of Ebinger's crumb coffee cake--what a dream! of course this never happened.
I can't get over how well Dan comported himself at this service. I am used to his Shabbat services but never saw him do a funeral or a wedding. it takes a lot out of him to do these--typing up script, amassing relevant facts, rallying his forces, getting stuff printed as needed. Ruby pitched in to everyone's delight and wonder handing out the Kaddish sheet, did a swell job, did not drop any! And of course CAroline was her mother's chief supporter.
How oddly this all worked out! How come I decided to cancel my trip to SAnta Fe? Had I gone, I would have returned Saturday night, quite tired from the trip and not able to cope with Nay's sudden illness. How come Caroline and Ruby just happened to be East for a 50th birthday party given by her father (a month early)? This of course explains Dan's presence. They all had a chance to go to the hospital where Nay lay inert and insensate, to say their farewells and assist Nancy, who was also there at the time. Go figure! It was because they were here that we had the memorial today.
They are gone now and a huge lacuna has occurred in my life. i have plenty to keep me busy but nothing feels right. I felt just this way when Jess died, lo 17 years ago. Everything had turned to dust; I could not hear music for many years thereafter. When I could, I knew I had overcome her tragic end. It was also the routine of my job that kept me straight but now I have no job. Will the volunteer work see me thru?
there are still relatives I mst notify--joel, CArla, their kids, Chris. I wil try to send them this blog--I hope they get it.
In a way she was blessed. this was the death she wanted, fast, no pain. We here at Watermark all said the same thing--we should be so lucky!
Dan officiated and did a splendid job. His preparatian was impeccable--solid, fact based yet his spiritual side shone thru. his reading were most appropriate--Psalms, Ecclesiastes, Talmud and his singing was glorious. When it was my turn, I tried to dredge up memories of her childhood--what she enjoyed doing: swimming, golf, horseback riding and her art work. but my memories are dim and she ws that mihc older than I. Not that I mentioned everything--I forgot that she took me to see Princess Ida when I was 10 and turned me into a committed G & S fan. this was followed by their plays a year later, a book I still treasure. We would talk in bed at nihgt (we shared a bedroom) and as she was going off to college, she promised that she and I would go out for a lunch of Ebinger's crumb coffee cake--what a dream! of course this never happened.
I can't get over how well Dan comported himself at this service. I am used to his Shabbat services but never saw him do a funeral or a wedding. it takes a lot out of him to do these--typing up script, amassing relevant facts, rallying his forces, getting stuff printed as needed. Ruby pitched in to everyone's delight and wonder handing out the Kaddish sheet, did a swell job, did not drop any! And of course CAroline was her mother's chief supporter.
How oddly this all worked out! How come I decided to cancel my trip to SAnta Fe? Had I gone, I would have returned Saturday night, quite tired from the trip and not able to cope with Nay's sudden illness. How come Caroline and Ruby just happened to be East for a 50th birthday party given by her father (a month early)? This of course explains Dan's presence. They all had a chance to go to the hospital where Nay lay inert and insensate, to say their farewells and assist Nancy, who was also there at the time. Go figure! It was because they were here that we had the memorial today.
They are gone now and a huge lacuna has occurred in my life. i have plenty to keep me busy but nothing feels right. I felt just this way when Jess died, lo 17 years ago. Everything had turned to dust; I could not hear music for many years thereafter. When I could, I knew I had overcome her tragic end. It was also the routine of my job that kept me straight but now I have no job. Will the volunteer work see me thru?
there are still relatives I mst notify--joel, CArla, their kids, Chris. I wil try to send them this blog--I hope they get it.
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