Thursday, January 16, 2014
My husband missed several days of work last week because he had the flu. I either have a cold or a lesser version of the flu. Still having trouble with the whole runny nose thing. I don't really like to eat when I get like this. I think all that post nasal drip kills my appetite. It also kills any ambition to exercise and let me tell you, I am NOT one of those people who enjoys it. I do it because it's good for me and mentally, I do seem to do better when I work out consistently. I still have 11 minutes of cardio to do. It will be walking.
But that is not what this blog is about. It's about my orthodontist/insurance changes/ stupid teeth aren't cooperating/ new orthodontic appliance makes me unable to chew. You see, I had a surgeon. I liked him. When I met with him I explained that I don't like anyone messing with my head to include my eyes, ears, mouth. I've given birth three times, two of which were unmedicated (smartened up that last time). But when it comes to poking and prodding of my mouth, I'm a big, giant wuss. My pain threshold is non-existent. And just to go one step further, the idea of going under the knife.... terrified does NOT come close. I explained all of this and then I mentioned that this surgery thing, was a one shot deal, so while I'm under, when he's done, if he could figure out the billing so I could get a pre-emptive face lift, that would be good. He nodded, seemed to consider, and finally said that he was good with that if he could get some botox injections also covered. He got my sense of humor. I liked him. I liked that his office did absolutely EVERYTHING to get the insurance to cover the surgery. All I had to do was sign the paperwork. But then we changed insurance companies.
My surgeon is not covered. The place I've picked has me doing much of the footwork. At this rate, it is almost a good thing that my teeth aren't moving quite as fast as the orthodontist thought they would. It's now looking like May (originally it was December - March). Ah well. It is what it is. I suppose if I have to be wired shut and on a liquid diet, late spring is as good as any time.
And on that note, it's time to fold some laundry, pack my gym bag for tomorrow, and take some decongestant. And do some cardio for 11 minutes.