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Update on...um...me :P
Sep. 20th, 2007 03:19 pmSo...back from the dog show. Obviously.
The good news? Arizona = BEAUTIFUL. I had the best time, and the puppy, Rocky? He won his first THREE championship points at a major, no less.
(translation: to be a champion, a dog has to acquire 15 points, and two of his matches have to be majors, where X number of dogs are competing. Rocky's a Silky Terrier, and the breed's very unpopular. We went to Arizona to help a friend assemble a major, and we scored our first points at it. It's a BIG accomplishment. There are 3, 4, and 5 point majors, where if you win, you get that many points. Rocky took Winner's Dog at a three point major.)
The bad news? I came back home to find out my father has lymphedema.
It's a relatively harmless condition...it's when the lymphatic system won't work right, and causes swelling in the extremities. My dad has out of control swelling in his remaining leg. He has Medicare as well...no problem, right?
WRONG.
Medicare pays for ineffective treatment of lymphedema, including pumps and visits to unqualified professionals which can result in DAMAGE instead of treatment, but the basic materials for the compression dressings that are the most effective treatment of the swelling lymphedema causes? MEDICARE DOES NOT COVER THE COST FOR THESE ITEMS.
Now this is complicated, in my dad's case, by the fact that the condition has caused a wound on his heel...one he can't get treated until he begins compression therapy for his leg. He's in constant pain, and can't even take enough pain medication to relieve it.
I'm gonna kill Medicare. I've already contacted a local lymphedema advocate for info, and letters will begin. I'm planning on five a day, maybe ten. Emails out the ass. I want to crash servers and flood offices. And I'd like help for whoever wants to offer it.
In the meantime, I'll be figuring out a way to pay for $300 worth of compression dressings.
Fuck you, Uncle Sam. Fuck you in the asshole with a big rubber dick...then break it off and beat yourself over the head with the rest of it. You don't fucking get away with hurting MY goddamn family.
The good news? Arizona = BEAUTIFUL. I had the best time, and the puppy, Rocky? He won his first THREE championship points at a major, no less.
(translation: to be a champion, a dog has to acquire 15 points, and two of his matches have to be majors, where X number of dogs are competing. Rocky's a Silky Terrier, and the breed's very unpopular. We went to Arizona to help a friend assemble a major, and we scored our first points at it. It's a BIG accomplishment. There are 3, 4, and 5 point majors, where if you win, you get that many points. Rocky took Winner's Dog at a three point major.)
The bad news? I came back home to find out my father has lymphedema.
It's a relatively harmless condition...it's when the lymphatic system won't work right, and causes swelling in the extremities. My dad has out of control swelling in his remaining leg. He has Medicare as well...no problem, right?
WRONG.
Medicare pays for ineffective treatment of lymphedema, including pumps and visits to unqualified professionals which can result in DAMAGE instead of treatment, but the basic materials for the compression dressings that are the most effective treatment of the swelling lymphedema causes? MEDICARE DOES NOT COVER THE COST FOR THESE ITEMS.
Now this is complicated, in my dad's case, by the fact that the condition has caused a wound on his heel...one he can't get treated until he begins compression therapy for his leg. He's in constant pain, and can't even take enough pain medication to relieve it.
I'm gonna kill Medicare. I've already contacted a local lymphedema advocate for info, and letters will begin. I'm planning on five a day, maybe ten. Emails out the ass. I want to crash servers and flood offices. And I'd like help for whoever wants to offer it.
In the meantime, I'll be figuring out a way to pay for $300 worth of compression dressings.
Fuck you, Uncle Sam. Fuck you in the asshole with a big rubber dick...then break it off and beat yourself over the head with the rest of it. You don't fucking get away with hurting MY goddamn family.
