Suck-It Saturday

Guess what I got in the mail yesterday? $3600 in medical bills for my back (and that ain't all of them yet) that my insurance company says they won't pay.

A call to them is in order....I think I'm going to make hubby do it since he's off work on Monday. Otherwise, I'll be screaming my head off at my office, which is probably a bit inappropriate.

SUCK IT, INSURANCE COMPANY!!!!

Suck-It Saturday

Believe it or not, I'm actually having a bit of a time trying to find something to tell to Suck-It this week.

I thought about saying "Suck-it, Steroids" a few nights ago when I was hurting, and having hot flashes, and not sleeping well, and then I felt like I wanted to put my fist through a wall, or perhaps just get in my car and run away (in my pajamas). For a moment, I felt really friggin crazy. But I feel a little better now (pain-wise, slightly, and my head/personality feels a bit more normal).

I thought about saying "Suck-It, Things to Do" to the list of endless projects and chores, and things that need to be done (has anyone checked that December 1st is just around the corner?). But, what good is that going to do me? Part of the chores involve getting things done for my son's birthday party, as well as all the preparations for Christmas, and even though it's a busy time of year -- it is one of my favorite times of year.

So, maybe by next Saturday something will have truly pissed me off enough that I can tell it/him/her to SUCK-IT!!!!!

Suck-It Saturday

Why is it that some people expect the world to cater to them?
Especially those that need it the least?

If you've already gotten a reduced price because we felt you deserved it, then that's that. You can't negotiate it down further because you think you are entitled. Let me tell you this - you live in a MANSION for cripes sakes!

SUCK IT, RICH CHEAPSKATES!!!!

Suck-It Saturday

Remember how I mentioned that I needed an MRI done? Because my back has been causing me all sorts of drama?

Well, I finally know what is wrong with me. And I've held back on posting it until now, because Suck-It Saturday is perfect.

I've got 4 -- yes, count them ... one, two, three, FOUR -- screwed up discs. We're talking bulging/herniated and generally fucked up. My back is a disaster. You'd think I was 80 years old. And I fear the day when I'm that old. Or even when I'm 50 for that matter.

So I was instructed to see an orthopedic surgeon or a neurosurgeon. I am now booked to see an neurosurgeon on the 17th of this month.

Lord help me, I hope I can manage that long. If the numbness moves any farther up my leg, I'll need a wheelbarrow to pull along that side of my body.

(...Just 9 more days, just 9 more days...)

SUCK IT BACK PROBLEMS!!!!!

Suck-It Saturday

Trust me when I say, I'll never step foot in this dive again. They managed to take a childhood dream, set it on fire and then urinate on the flames, all the while costing me a good chunk of money.

SUCK IT BOOGIE NIGHTS!