I stand at an edge.
I jump….eyes closed.
I fly towards whatever waits.
Ready….finally ready.

I think I've needed these past few months to relearn who I am.
Unfortunately it's been at the expense of my wife and daughter's sanity.
I have emerged from the crucible so to speak.
Not really better…
Nor even fixed.
Just with a better understanding of who and what I am.

So out of the poetic touchy freely part of said post.  Onto things I've found amusing lately.
 
Not bad but something to worry about apparently.
I spent almost 8 hours at UNMH in the ER.
It was a nice time, I got to find out a lot of stuff about my fellow wait peeps.
First there was Susan, she was pregnant?
According to her loud convo she already knows why she is sick, she's pregnant.
Oh yes and the father is a winner apparently, he's pretty “scary”.
But she's not afraid of him, she has told him to hit her because she's not afraid of him.
But he's stupid, one night they were wasted and she kicked him out of her truck, ten she tried to run over him.
And that night she couldn't find his worthless ass anywhere.
Although he was sweet the night before and then he went out on an all night binge.
Apparently, this is a\n at least weekly thing with them.

Everybody in the emergency room seemed to care more about some poor woman than the staff themselves.
We sat there for 30-45 mins listening to her moan and curse in pain.
I couldn't fault her Im sure I would be doing the same in her place.
However, I asked the staff to do something for her, painkillers what have you…
Her husband asked them, random guy #1, #2, #3 , random woman #4 and #5 all asked the staff to ease her suffering.
Nothing, Yay late shift at UNMH!

Im fucked, to use a quote “truly ass invaded”
The next day I went to get PHS to get my prescriptions filled.
No go, because of “governmental” budget cuts, PHS no longer fills outside prescriptions.
Nor do they do same day appointments, apparently the government feels Native Americans should plan their illnesses.
Thus my trip to the ER, hoping that they still used UNMH as their after hours cover.  No joy.
I get pointed to the UNMH pharmacy since this is where I got the prescription.
I had been telling everybody I use IHS (Indian Health Services), while at UNMH.
Apparently everybody except whoever filled out my paperwork heard this, because they listed me as a self pay.
So Random Bitch #34729-01 at UNMH pharmacy is fulfilling her automaton role well.
I wander in with my daughter trying to figure out what to do, I figure I would need a number, but I see no apparent number machine, nor instructions on what to do.
So Ri and I head to the drop off counter, I smile and say, “Hi, what am I supposed to do?”
She just keeps typing and talking to her friends behind the glass, totally ignoring me.
Annoying, but I press on, “Can you help me?”
Still keeps typing, she makes eye contact I smile and she goes back to typing and talking.
Well I get annoyed ans start reading all teh paper work on her window trying to catch a clue, meanwhile Ri hits uber cut and tries to say hi to RB #34729-01 still no acknowledgment.
Now I know it's bad form to think everybody should think your kidd is the cutest ever, but Ri was in rare form that day.
She even offered RB #34729-01 a cracker, non-munched mind you (Big accomplishment for a 2 year old).
So I wander around a bit more and finally find the number machine near the wino mumbling to himself, in the corner, out of sight from the door.
What do you know as soon as I get said number from zee machine it is called.
I walk to the booth # dreading who Im going to get.
Guess who!  If you said Random Bitch #34729-01 you get a cookie!
So I give her my prescription thinking all is well, because, well the pharmacist at PHS said if I or who ever the prescription is for should get it for free.
RB #34729-01 asks me for my health insurance, I say IHS.  She rolls her eyes and then looks at my prescription really closely.
Oh well, they have you as a self pay.  Well Im not.
To Office Cronie #012983-AB1 He says he's on IHS but this says self pay!
OC #012983-AB1 If it says self pay it's self pay!
RB #34729-01 Turns to me with a sneer and says, “Well you're a self pay, so we can't do anything for you because you'd have to pay full price and we don't do full price.”
Me “Well can you tell me what full price would be”
RB  #34729-01 “We don't do full price!” starts typing
UGH!  I mean WTF!  Im nothing but a number?!?  A wrong number at that!
I can see why they had two armed security guards and bullet proof glass, cus right then I wanted to extract some righteous vengeance against that whole office.
So I am now $170 dollars poorer because I had to pay full price for said antibiotics.
Righteous IRE still flows through my veins about that one.

On a lighter note apparently bumble be is a euphemism trailer park
Check it out, really!
And its is the 45th Anniversary of our right to an attorney!!!!!
Celebrate and invoke that right tonight!
Out out out out!