End of Tuesday, and I am really tired. It’s not just that drains were pulled, some stitches taken out, dressings changed, physical therapy for upper and lower body endured, and doctors visits received – there’s also a lot of paperwork involved in being sick:
1. 1. I have to be ‘de-admitted’ from the hospital here. This is an intricate community decision, involving doctors, nurses, physical therapists, a hospital social worker, and countless lab reports also dancing to the music of a consensus.
2. 2.I must apply for admission to Orchard Creek. I must qualify, of course…not have too high a maintenance need, or too low, have financial resources, have an appropriate disability for that facility, and find a bed where I want to go. The hospital social worker is a big help here… But once I am at OC I know I will become a ‘new patient’ and have the evaluations done and the paperwork repeated.
<!–[if !supportLists]–>3. <!–[endif]–>I have to continue Medicare funding eligibility. The facility has to be eligible. So does the equipment, doctor, and medicine. Again, that Angel of Mercy, the hospital social worker, visits me today and helps me understand The Rules.
<!–[if !supportLists]–>4. <!–[endif]–>Because I am switching insurance providers for a Medicare supplemental policy, these insurance qualifications have to be met. I also have to find the new identification cards which I didn’t pay much attention to when they came in the mail: after all, the old policy was in effect until February 1, wasn’t it? Wonder where I put them?
<!–[if !supportLists]–>5. <!–[endif]–>And I have some other policies with benefits that may kick in: they want financial records from all my hospital and doctor visits as well as medicines and apparatus (like walkers and canes).
<!–[if !supportLists]–>6. <!–[endif]–>I need to modify my house. Fortunately I have a good builder whom I trust implicitly, and he’s out getting estimates, and calculating the incline of the wheelchair ramp, and things like that.
<!–[if !supportLists]–>7. <!–[endif]–>Cancel airline tickets! I totally blew that one—I should be heading for an East Coast Board of Realtors tomorrow. And while I told the client I wouldn’t be there, I woke up at 4 AM remembering that I forgot to tell the airline to cancel that one and several other tickets as well. I have filed for a refund, but of course I need paperwork, including an excuse from my doctor….
<!–[if !supportLists]–>8. <!–[endif]–>Income Tax. Social Security Benefit Filing. Missing auto title for the Subaru I am selling.
<!–[if !supportLists]–>9. <!–[endif]–>And the work I am doing for various clients…I love this work, and it keeps me intellectually alive, but how do I balance it with items 1-8?
Whew. I am exhausted just thinking about these things. Guess I need a nap. Tomorrow is another day…