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I walked to the yard of Barks While He Twirls again today. A house away, I pulled my hoodie’s sleeve up, but it didn’t matter. Apparently, BWHT’s family was dog-sitting1 today because there was a big old dog in his yard. This dog also had a big bark & attitude. He seemed to terrify BWHT & TPS, and I realized quickly that he was not the type to socialize.2 He also wouldn’t let the other dogs get near me. It was a bit sad because I could tell that they wanted to be petted. I also wanted to pet them.3 But I’d rather be able to pet them some other day than get a big dog pissed off at me. Who knows? Maybe one day I can convince him that I’m a good person & he will let me pet him as well.4 I “walked” Amy twice today in addition to my walk to BWHT’s house. She actually walked about a tenth of a mile during one walk today, which is a lot for her.  When we headed home, there was a guy running down the street. She started to bark at him56 before she realized she was outside.7 Then she stood there and watched him run by. When she realized he paid her no attention, she hrmphed at him.8 After this slight, she headed back in rather quickly. I guess she was frustrated or embarrassed. And she needed to pee.9   The only other “major” thing I did today was cook. I made Confetti Chicken ‘N Rice for the second time. I had to halve the amount of red pepper in it because the original was too hot for mom.10 It was much cooler & she tolerated it well.11 It’s weird how pretty mundane things can be important in a day.  I use this term loosely because they barely provide adequate care for their own dogs. They have no dog house outside for either dog. They are never outside with them either. If they go out to the yard, the dogs are not out with them. ↩There aren’t many dogs—or other types of animals—who won’t interact with me, so that shocked me. ↩And I wanted to convince the big old grumpy dog to like me. I apparently have puppy pleasing tendencies in addition to my people pleasing ones. ↩Need approval, I do. ↩No one had told him that he needs Amy’s approval to run in her neighborhood. ↩A bossy one, she is. ↩She’s braver in the house. ↩If you go down her street, you have to at least acknowledge her existence. Otherwise you’re being rude. ↩She only knows how to use puppy pads. She will not use the bathroom outside. At all. ↩Because my mom had severe dry mouth—associated with diabetes, kidney failure, etc.—so long, her teeth and tongue are very sensitive. Her tongue used to have cracks in it because it was so dry & damaged. She also used to LOVE spicy food—she introduced me to the joys of Szechuan style food cSo I believe her when she says eating spicy food hurts too much. ↩Yay! ↩

Another Day, Another Dog


Most of these pictures are from Nana and Granddaddy’s 40th Anniversary Party, which took place in January 1991.1 There are a few images from other days2 in this album, so I’ve included them as well. If I remembered what they were for, I put it in their caption. I turned 7 that February. ↩Including ones from before I was alive. ↩

Nana’s Red Photo Album (40th Anniversary & Miscellaneous)



Where’s Buffy the Vampire Yeti Slayer when you need her?  Actually, I love snow…in theory. In reality, snow is cold and I’m Southern. I like snow, but I haven’t really forgiven snow for the near-frostbite of 1993.  My friend and classmate Lindsay invited me to her house that Sunday. On the way to her house I fell and hit my butt on the ice-covered sidewalk.  I continued to her house, which is ten houses from me. I got there & we played in the yard. Her backyard neighbor invited us to play with her. Instead of going across the sidewalk, we walked across the ice-covered ditch. The ice was thin, I was not. My foot went through the ice and the water entered my sneakers & multiple pairs of socks. We continued to play. I started having trouble walking and my feet hurt. Then they didn’t hurt, but walking got harder. I finally convinced Lindsay something was wrong. Her mom had me sit in their garage for a little while to warm myself. Then she drove me home from their house—the only time that ever happened in our friendship. She told me to take a lukewarm shower, NOT a hot one,1 and take some Tylenol.  Also, I’m a little annoyed over the week in 1996 we got iced in at Nana’s when Granddaddy died.23 Nana, Mom, Dad, Aunt Barbara, Uncle Danny, Eric, and I were “stuck together” in the same house for a week, with enough clothes and medicine for two days. Mom & Dad had to come back to Huntsville, at one point, to feed Blizzard,4 Snowflake,5 & Tom,67 who were at home by themselves, and to get some clothes, medicine, etc.8 It was an odd week, but we had plenty of food9 and were able to get along pretty well.10  Maybe I’m annoyed with ice, not snow. It’s all cold and wet, though. They go together, so…I’ll blame it on the snow. But snow does go well with my gingerness.11   And snow itself is very pretty, which I like. It also seems to make the neighborhood quieter, which I also like.  Anyway, it’s cold and I’m conflicted on how on how I feel about the coldness.  Oh, a progress note on my knee, I tried on a pair of my “high”12 heeled  shoes. That sounds like an odd and random thing to mention, right? It was my first time wearing heels at all since before the surgery. I walked in them for a few minutes. I nearly fell a few times, too.13  But I didn’t actually fall.  Go me.  Mom and I argued a bit about the height of the shoes. They were three inches tall, which is like 7 or 8 inches to her.  I was a little flabbergasted at her “they’re just so high” angst. They’re only slightly higher than I am supposed to wear.14 But she’s my mom and she is supposed to freak out over that sort of thing. Even if I am almost 32.15 Anyway, my knee did fine with the shoes, so that was good. That’s so important to know, FYI, because you can burn yourself easily if you have frostbite. ↩He had died at the hospital the day before. He was not dead in the house with us. ↩We were all at her house because his visitation was February 1st and his funeral was scheduled for the 2nd. It ended up being the 7th, which was the day after what could have been his 77th birthday. ↩Black female cat. ↩Black female cat. ↩Siamese female cat named by a two year old. ↩If you are wanting to mock said two year old, remember how adorable that toddler could be. Basically:   ↩Etc. being code for pads because that was also the week my second period ever decided to start. ↩People had brought a lot of food over because people do that when someone dies. ↩This was before I broke my family apart with my blog. ↩I like how I look when I’m out in snow better than I do in most other weather. ↩3 inches are not that high, comparatively speaking. ↩It’s amazing how quickly one can lose the ability to walk in heels. ↩Two inches is max when you have joint issues. It’s supposed to be the max for everyone. ↩Less than a month. ↩

Welcome to Snowpocalypse 2016


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Late last week, I rescheduled my appointment with the UAB OB/GYN clinic to get my Depo Provera shot on Tuesday to Thursday afternoon at 2:30.1 I asked that the nature of the appointment also change, since I had done some reading and found out that Depo Provera increases the chance of bone loss. I was told that since I wasn’t dude for an annual visit until October 15 that I would have to make it into a birth control consultation. I said that was fine. On Thursday afternoon, I was in a pretty good mood. I knew that it was possible, if the doctor took too long or there was some unexpected wait going on, I was going to have to stay at the clinic longer than usual because my mom had a dentist appointment, I still felt relatively optimistic. That should have made me nervous, but it didn’t. I was even joking around. 2:16 pm: Craving coffee on the way to a birth control appt while wearing a short strapless dress. Clearly my LDS conversion didn't take. — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 That changed after I started signing in. 2:33 pm: Well, that's just great. If you're conservative you probably need to unfollow me right now because I am fucking pissed off. — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 The receptionist started by saying that someone should have gotten in touch with me. She asked if I was on Medicare. I told her I had Humana Medicare and Medicaid. She said that the Business Office had told them that Medicare wouldn’t cover my birth control consultation. I thought that there must have been some misunderstanding. Medicare has never denied a birth control consultation that I’ve been to, including the ones that I went to when my gynecologist was trying to come up with a treatment for the Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, but my hormones weren’t taking to the ring or the Seasonale or any of the many hormonal birth control methods that I tried. And I knew that, as a Medicaid patient, there shouldn’t be a rule against birth control access.2 I asked if she could appeal it and she said not today. That might seem like a perfectly reasonable statement for her, but I’m on a clock. Depo shots are only effective for so long. And once the progesterone has gotten out of my system, my dysfunctional uterine bleeding or, more specifically, my menometrorrhagia3 will act up again. I will bleed for days, weeks, or months on end until my iron stores are depleted and my anemia comes back with a vengeance. Birth control is life or death for treatment for me. Even if it weren’t, denying access to it would be wrong. So I started drafting tweet after tweet of how horrifying the situation was. 2:34 pm: I arrived for my #birthcontrol consultation appointment & was told insurance won't cover it. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare (1/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 I get to wait a month until my annual exam. My Depo will wear off in the meantime. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (2/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 I will start bleeding. My anemia will get worse. My overall health will get worse. (3/31) @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 All because there's a magical little rule that says I can't come in before my annual (4/31) @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 exam to switch #birthcontrol methods. A switch I was making because Depo increases risk of bone loss. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare (5/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 As a person with joint issues & a vitamin d def., bone loss isn't something I need. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (6/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 It's ridiculous that I've never run into this rule before. I've taken bc off and on @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (7/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 for 20 years, and half of those have been on #Medicare & #Medicaid. I've had bc consults in that time. @HumanaHelp #birthcontrol (8/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 I asked the receptionist if it could be appealed. She said not today & acted like this @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (9/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 rule was something she'd never heard of, but she also wouldn't get call anyone @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (10/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 from the business office for me to ask. She also claimed they tried to tell me. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (11/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 Kinda funny since they didn't call & didn't email. How hard were they *trying*? @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (12/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 So, when did this rule come along? Why is my health allowed to be put in jeopardy? @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (13/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 Are other women being forced to go w/o meds? Are they on meds that could hurt them? @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (14/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 How many low income patients are being denied basic healthcare? @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (15/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 Believe it or not, not all #birthcontrol is safe or effective for all people who take it. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare (16/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 Patients deserve to be able to find the one that fits their needs. Why deny us that? @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (17/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 They said that to get the prescription, I'd have to pay for a $90 office visit today. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (18/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 IF I HAD $90 TO SPEND ON AN OB/GYN APPOINTMENT, I WOULDN'T BE A PATIENT THERE. @HumanaHelp #medicaid #medicare #birthcontrol (19/31) — Janet Morris (@janersm) September 24, 2015 It's […]

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