It has rained all day today and is currently only 77 degrees on our porch. A dear and welcome relief for which I am grateful.
I feel like I was actually productive today in that I did an adult thing. We got a letter the other day from the company that does our Medicare supplement insurance telling me that I could get my prescriptions either free or much cheaper AND get them in three-month dosages AND have them delivered by mail.
Well, even I could see the benefit in this.
So first I tried to do it online via the website address they gave me but it kept giving me an error message when I tried to register although I KNOW I was putting in the correct information. So I called the number they also offered and got a nice man who sounded as if he might be working from home unless children are running around the office where he works.
Which I doubt.
But he hooked me up and was very polite and very patient and very clear in his questions and instructions and I should be getting my meds in a few days. Then he handed me over to the IT person to get the website registration issue taken care of and I think that's done too.
When I called they asked if I would mind doing a survey after the call and I said that I wouldn't mind and so after I talked with the IT lady, I did take it. It was so funny because they wanted me to rate every question on a scale of zero to ten, zero being not at all and ten being the best.
Yes. I am familiar with how this works.
BUT, they had to explain the scale for every question. Every. Single. One.
Carefully and slowly. I guess we're all old people.
After all of those questions, they said that after the tone I could give any additional input on how I felt the service had been and I got a tone and I started to talk but before five entire seconds had passed, a voice said, "Thank you. Good-bye!"
Well. That was that.
Then I went to get my teeth cleaned which was fine. I have a rather strange relationship with my dental hygienist. In some ways we are very similar. We're about the same age, we've both been married twice, we have children and grandchildren whom we adore and worry about and would do anything for. She makes jewelry and I make...well, a blog, I guess. She gardens. I garden.
However, she is quite on the Christian side of things whereas I most definitely am not. We do not stray into those areas during my appointments. Or politics either which I have a feeling we are as far apart on as are our spiritual beliefs.
Still, I have to say that I do really enjoy visiting with her.
Life is mysterious, isn't it?
And then I went to Publix and Costco and then I came home and unloaded and put everything away and THEN I actually opened the box holding the Cologuard test that I got some time back which I placed immediately in my bathroom and tried to forget about.
Have you ever done one of these things?
They can be done in lieu of a colonoscopy if one is not at risk for colon cancer and I have done one of each. I can safely say that doing the Cologuard test is slightly less horrendous than getting the colonoscopy although the colonoscopy does include some pretty good drugs.
If you like being passed out.
But dammit- the day before the colonoscopy is the most boring day of your life in that you cannot eat for an entire day. I don't mind drinking the colon-cleansing stuff and spending the day in the bathroom. I mean- whatever. People pay good money for colon cleansing. It's just that no-eating thing. I have to admit that food is about 78% of my life. Not eating it, specifically, but growing it, picking it, preserving it, cooking it, and yes- eating it. Also planning what to plant and what to cook. One would think that taking a day off of the eating part, at least, would not be such a horrible thing but somehow it is. And it's not even the hunger. It's just the lack of the most exciting activity in my daily life that puts me off.
But back to the Cologuard test. It is truly disgusting and horrendous to poop into a container and then... well, if you know, you know. If you don't, don't worry about it.
And then, and THEN, you have to take the box which is all so cleverly designed to hold poop in a stable and hopefully odor-free way and drop it off at the UPS place and they KNOW it's your poop in that box. Or someone's, anyway.
And for some reason, that's just really, really weird.
Perhaps it would be better just not to eat all day, go to the colonoscopy factory, get 'er done, and float around in La-La Land for hours.
Aren't you glad you're reading this now?
And so I feel as if I have accomplished so much adulting today simply because I made a phone call, I got my teeth cleaned, and I OPENED THE COLOGUARD BOX AND READ THE INSTRUCTIONS! Which I probably would not have done if I hadn't gotten a rather stern text this morning saying, "Collect your sample in the next five days and return promptly." No beating around the bush, no nicey-nice, just DO IT!
It's still raining. Mr. Moon had a rough night and morning as it appears that his body is indeed reacting to the booster shot but he is feeling better this evening. I am going to make him what we call "Samurai Soup" with ginger and garlic and greens and rice noodles and dumplings. Perhaps we'll have an early night of it although he does love to practice sleeping in his chair before bed for quite awhile.
If you're still reading at this point, thank you for being so faithful. I appreciate you. Know that for certain.