Friday, March 04, 2011

Deep Breath

Sometimes you just have to take a deep breath. In. Out. In. Out. Because sometimes that pause, that moment, helps you realize that you're alive. That you breathe. That sometimes that's most important. And the rest isn't that bad.

That's what I did yesterday. Spinal tap number 5. Two more to go.

And I didn't even cry until after I got home, took a nap, and talked to a lady on the phone from the hospital who called, concerned that I am running up a huge medical bill and my insurance has stopped covering me. In. Out. In. Out. I'm alive. I'm ok. I'll figure this out.

I took down her address and mailed a letter this morning with a formal request for financial assistance (which I thought I'd done in November).

In. Out. We're alive. It's ok.


Julie said...

Sorry I missed Jenny and Julie Thursday, I will be there next week for sure! Love you!

Laurie, the girls and Scott said...

We love JennyReeder. Tomorrow will be better. In, out, in out.

Leslie Green said...

Jenny: Is there anything Tom and I can do for you? It's worrying to hear about your insurance situation. I wish we could be there to provide rides or meals or something. Distance is a dud, isn't it?? Sending love your way...
-Leslie & Tom

Meggen said...

One day at a time. You can do it. Tomorrow will be better than today! I love you!