What's that noise?

Today I was supposed to have an appeal hearing about my problem with Medicaid as to why certain medical bills are not being taken care of.

Beef #1: This the reason I still call MapQuest "the internet's compass-with a broken needle": The directions called for me to take a right on E.13th from Superior to get to the Cleveland office on Payne [Bzzzt!] The office is at the intersection of E.17th and Payne!

Beef#2: My appointment was for 8am, but the offices aren't open before 8, they open at8! Couple that with being there for the first time and not knowing where the room was, I ended up being late anyway and I have to reschedule the hearing for a more convenient day/time.

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My CAT results: 38% more shrinkage, with any lung lesions clear. The only non-shrinkage is one in the liver at about 2cm in size: it hasn't grown, but it hasn't shrunk either. Dr. M believes it might be scar tissue but keep an eye out just in case.

About the only updates I can offer as of now, is that I have a CT scan for next week Thursday. That, and today is another sibling's BD.

Oh, I really should shower so I can get a copy of IM's "The Final Frontier" and the finally released American version of "Max Headroom". I found that I also should replace the truck's serpentine when I finally get to the alternator swap.

I should be more enthused than this.

Fine, thank you. A tad busy, but that is to be expected with everything I gotta deal with.

Yesterday at the oncologist's office, Dr. "M" noted that one of the blood markers that measure the amount of cancer cells has been reduced to near-normal levels. Next week when I have more blood work done, a copy will be sent to Dr. "V" for her files.

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On Sunday was a small family get-together in which the youngest niece was officially baptized into the Roman Catholic church. St. Peter church is a very tiny place for a RC house of worship, considering that North Ridgeville is still primarily rural in nature; modern "suburbia" is slowly making inroads there as my brother's current (and soon to be ex) household is: a development of only less than a decade in age.

I can say this about my niece: she really loves being the center of attention. Maybe she'll go into acting in another18+ years...

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Save for a couple of discs I have to hand edit the listings and upload to Gracenote, my entire CD library has now been re-riped. Next I'll raid somebody's own collection for the stuff I had on file as well. Oh yeah, download what I have on FA as well.

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I finally got the pop-rivet gun, ended up having to go to the power fastener aisle of the blue hardware store to find the cheapest they had. K-Mart, Sears, and Autozone all failed me in my quest to find one.

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Lastly, last week Monday I visited L-5 again, only this time to check out things at a studio called Iron Lung. In a prior life, L-5 building was at one time a very small medical supply house, and happened to leave an iron lung on the top floor as part of what was left behind when things went flat there. For those too young to even remember of such things, an iron lung was used to respirate polio patients. The down side is that they would have to pretty much stay in the chamber for who knows how long. Getting back to what I was talking about, the studio makes the one LT has seem more like my meager setup in comparison. It was mostly vocal tracks that were done this time around by LT. He had to go through a few takes to get close to what he wanted, but someone down in one of the rehearsal rooms ruined the take by power-thumping a drum kit at the wrong time, in spite of the main control room in which the vox were being sung in being of a room-within-a-room construction. Before I left , SV arrived and setup his Roland keyboard to lay down some synth parts. I don't know how they went.

Without realizing, I didn't know I had to work until 5pm today. This meant that I couldn't go to Ireland CC to submit to a blood letting for lab work. I did go anyway, but ICC was closed for the day when I got there. I had a feeling that I should have left earlier this morning to have it done before work for some reason. Now I know why too late.

Just got back from the Surgery Center, but not for me this time: Its Madre's turn!
She went in for cataract surgery at seven in the morning, everything went well according to the Ophthaimalogist who did the surgery. For the next twenty-four hours she will have a patch over her right eye, soooo...
I dubbed her "Pirate Mom"!

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The call to get enrolled with a MCP didn't take even fifteen minutes, and I chose the recommended CareSource. Typical of myself I forgot to ask about the stack of med bills I seemed to have collected, and what to do about them. [whacks upside of own head]