I did have an actual in-person interview on Friday late afternoon, with a local WellSpan health empire family practice, typical front desk thing. It seemed to go well, and it was certainly stuff I can do/ have done. The practice manager even talked to me about doing some medical scribe work as well, since that is something I did occasionally on when pulled onto the units at Philhaven.

I logged into WellSpan yesterday morning to check my application status, because ypu can, and I didn't get the job. The interview went so well and I was hopeful. Now I'm just gutted.

It just keeps getting worse.

Oh my god. No wonder nothing ever gets done in government. I was supposed to have another phone appointment with Social Security on Monday at 1.

The upshot is, when nobody had called me by 1:10 or so, i called the local office here, which meant 15 min on hold with crappy music. The guy I talked to had nothing regarding my info on the computer AT ALL. Nada. I told him when I called in Oct., the person I spoke with, and that she had given me a follow up appt time for today. He checked, Nope.

So, i had to give him all our information again. Now they're going to supposedly call me on DEC. 7th at 1:45 to give me numbers. I did ask about the ballpark start date, so we're at sometime in March. Having lost a month in the process already. Jesus H. Christ.

He was able to affirm that my benefits are retro-active to September, so initially in March I will get a lump sum payment of 6 months worth (all of Sept and then through Feb). The least amount I will receive will be $7158, and it may be more, depending on what my payment works out to by whatever the arcane formula they use is. But not until March & I'm just SOL.

I'm trying to think who I could borrow from as when that lump sum shows up I would be able to at least pay people back. I should be fine if I can hold things together for another 3 months, or so.

If it wasn't for my kid & Lola, honestly, I would be sorry I didn't keep Nan's morphine tabs on hand. I am not brave and I've had it.

Annie passed away this morning at 9:40 a.m. I was with her and it happened so quietly and peacefully that for a miniute or so I didn't realize she had died.

I hope she's on the other side running and jumping and doing all the things she couldn't do for so many years.

I feel like i'm in a horrible dream and any minute i will wake up & none of this crap will have happened.

Surreal is sitting by a hospital bed watching someone you love slowly die.

Annie is completely unresponsive now, even when I talk at her. I think her passing will probably be sooner rather than later.

I've made tentative cremation arrangements for her, if I can get the funeral home she really wanted to give me a payment arrangement. Sigh.

Hi guys,

Annie has developed septicemia due to infected bedsores that developed in the short-term physical rehab.

She was readmitted to hospital on Friday and was resting comfortably when I left the hoslital yesterday evening.

This morning the doctor called and let me know Annie was transferred to ICU last night.

She isn't conscious. Her organs are shutting down and he doesn't think she can survive this.

She's in horrible pain from the infected wounds. Her kidneys are not functioning - she would have to be placed on continuous dialysis.

I have to make a decision to let her go. It's so horrible, but I can't let my love of 40 years suffer like this.

Please pray for her.

I've been meaning to update for a while, but things kept changing so fast with Annie...

So, ok, this is where we are. She had a calcium blockage drilled/sliced out of the lower anterior coronary artery and a stent placed on Tuesday, June 16th. On the 19th, she was stepped down to a regular med/surg floor for about a week, and then transferred to short-term rehab. She came home on July 9th.

She kept saying she felt weird and weak, but that's not unusual when recovering after a major heart attack.

Unfortunately, on Friday July 17th, in the evening, she collapsed while trying to get up following a home hemo-dialysis treatment. I called 911 and she was re-admitted to the hospital. Her potassium level was 2.4, which is dangerously low, and her other electrolytes were out of whack too.

So, she was in hospital for another week, and then last Friday, she went back to short-term rehab, only a longer short-term place where she'll be for another 2-3 weeks.

Because of Covid, I can't visit her at rehab, which I totally understand, but I miss seeing her so much.

ANNIE is in ICU on a ventilator. It's not COVID, she's got heart failure, fluid build up, and afib. Good thoughts, prayers or voodoo would be appreciated.

Oh god, when did putting "Merlin/Arthur" start to mean that I can't make the assumption that somewhere in the story there is Merthur SLASH? I realize that there's that warning thing on AO3 about "M/M" or "gen" but damn it, character/character to me stil means they are more than just great good buddies. I just wasted three hours of my life that I will never get back on a story idea that itself was great, although the writing execution itself was somewhere  between competent and "meh" only to find that it was a freaking gen-we're just great friends fic. If I want friends/gen I will watch the bleeding show on one of my DVD's. If it had said "Merlin & Arthur" without the slash between their names, I would have skipped on by, saved myself a butt load of annoyance (mostly at MYSELF for not looking closer at the headers)  and gotten the laundry done.