Man, being a grown up is a BUMMER!!

So, yesterday I had to make my way to the VA hospital in La Jolla for an MRI with contrast, which means that I got a lot of dye injected into my arm, which circulated around and made it's way to my brain, which they took pictures of. Today, I have to call the SDSU College of Extended Studies and find out if I'm enrolled for the final class in my certificate program, which incidentally starts today. Then, I have to call my VA primary care doctor, because the bloodwork for the MRI showed that my kidney function is dangerously low. Then, I have to call my neurosurgeon's office, and inform them that if they aren't going to fill a prescription by Friday, then I deserve the common courtesy of a phone call informing me of that fact, why it wasn't refilled, and when it will be. THEN I need to call Medi-Cal and discuss my primary care provider choice (my Medi-Cal primary care provider, not my VA one). THEN I have to call all the doctor offices, hospitals, ambulance services, radiologists, pharmacies, you get the picture, that I owe for these hospital visits, and let them know about my Medi-Cal coverage. Then I have to discuss with a neurologist the causation of my seizures. If we determine that the surgery caused them, I have to contact my attorney and discuss that fact with him. Man, I just want to get on my skateboard and ride!!

Wrecked Chevy, kegger at a birthday party, feeling out of place...

Well, I was gonna insert some pics of my wrecked truck, but I couldn't find them. On to the real post. Went to a kids b-day party yesterday with Jessi. A mexican party. For those of you who don't know, let me tell you what that means. There's a keg of Pacifico beer involved, loud music, lots of food, all day and most of the night party. With a jump around. This was the first event I have been to since I quit drinking. And it didn't work for me, on a couple of levels. I knew no one at this party. Now, back in my drinking days, that's not a problem. Cause we all have something in common, that keg of beer. So, I felt out of place. And then there's that cold, cold keg. I do not like being around drinkers, drinking. Made me feel like I was missing out on the fun. Now, I know the drill, play the whole tape through, all the way to the end, with me in jail. Doesn't mean I don't still want a beer. Cause, damnit, I do.

Thank you.

Sept 11, 2010. Today, I want to thank SGT David Metzger, U.S. Army Green Beret, and SGT Cesar Ruiz, USMC, both killed in action in Afghanistan. I want to thank Joel Hunter, who just returned to Afghanistan to support the troops in direct action. I want to thank all the other thousands of men and women who have given their lives in foreign lands, and the ones who had their lives taken from them here in America. I only regret that I can no longer take up arms to defend my country again. I may not be able to fight anymore, but you can damn well believe that I will remember to the day I die the reason I fought while I could.

Damn, a good phlebotomist makes all the difference in the world! Now, if only the neurologist is as good...

Damn, you want to talk about humbling, take public transit. Lord, please take these seizures away so I can drive!

No driving for Pauly!

So, since I have begun having seizures, the DMV has suspended my license. I forwarded the info to my SSDI attorney, in hopes that this new twist will get my case heard before next year!! We'll see...

Hello, epilepsy!!

Well,  I went to the neurologist today. She merrily informed me that she is duty-bound to report my recent seizures to the California DMV, who will immediately suspend my driving privileges in the Great State of California for a period of not less than six months. Great. She also ordered more tests. Now, let's compound my problems, shall we? We have been receiving MediCal medical coverage, which was great. However, last month for some reason, they discontinued our coverage, so now I'm incurring medical debt at an amazing rate. Top it all off with anti-seizure medicine that makes me dizzy any time I stand up or sit down, and I just have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do. Jessi, God bless her, has been doing her best to take care of me, but it's fast becoming a full time job....God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.