Froggy

Just went out to drag the trash buggy to the road and grab the mail… 😯

The camera on this phone is amazing. The lights on the garage are actually just 15w / 100-lumen incandescent bulbs… but they work like floodlights for the IR security cameras that are aimed out front. 😎 Not sure what the iPhone’s trick is for getting such a bright, clear shot – other than it using a three-second exposure. πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ˜ƒ Handheld, at that… there must be lots of clever image processing to keep it sharp, eh? πŸ€“

Intermission Rant

I needed to fill all three of my WC meds today… one of the rare times when I have them all falling on the same refill date… and since I knew it would be even more of a pain in the ass than usual, I decided to go in to the pharmacy to talk to them in person versus trying to do everything over the phone.

WC denied all three of them again. πŸ˜’ I’m still not sure how they are able to get away with that, and I’ll be talking to my lawyers about it again here very soon. 😠 My regular medical insurance isn’t wanting to cover them either, most likely because they know that WC is supposed to be legally required to do so.

So now I’m back home, empty handed, and having zero luck with phone calls. I don’t know if call center staff are cut back, or working from home, or what… but I can’t do much if I can’t speak to a human and am expected to accomplish anything through an AI answering system. Every. πŸ‘πŸ» Fucking. πŸ‘πŸ» Month. πŸ‘πŸ»

I still have every intention of reimbursing myself out of the potential settlement money if I can’t get either of the insurances to do so, but that’s not good enough after several months of this shit. 😠 So while I’m gonna work things out one way or another to pick up my meds tonight, I’m going to make sure this bullshit is solved by the next time I have to refill.

Because sure, it’s a lot of work and a lot of time and a lot of pain in the ass for my attorneys to be working through the settlement talks and the AG case – but that doesn’t mean other parts of my case should be pushed to the back burner. Some of it is beyond their control, as things can only go through the system as fast as they can go through the system, but when I’m basically being given the finger by the WC insurer – I am positive that there are steps that can be taken, and at this point I don’t really care if that means someone has to put in some extra time above what they’re already doing. πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ˜’

I’d guess it’s a ploy to get to me to voluntarily stop taking my expensive medications, that way when it comes time to formalize the numbers for the medical settlement they’ll be able to at least try to reduce the amount they think I “need” by noting that I’m no longer taking this or that… πŸ™„ despite it being their bullshit denials that would be the true reason. I need to make sure my attorneys are thinking about that.

This is the last month of this shit though… I’m over it. 😠 I’ve been dealing with WC for well over a decade now, so even if you take just the past ten years, and think about how 120 times I’ve tried to pick up my meds, and the vast majority of them had excessive delays, multiple trips, IC hearings, appeals of IC rulings, multiple phone calls, outright denials, etc. πŸ˜–πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ On one hand you’d think I’d be used to it, but on the other you can see how it might cause a person to feel like they’re gonna pop if they have to do it one more time. 🀬

Okay, I feel a little better now. 😏

A Normal Entry

Figured I better go ahead and make a “normal” entry after barfing out the entry below this one. 😏 I ordered a neodymium magnet from Amazon and it arrived yesterday. It’s stated function is to tie to the included rope, so you can toss it into lakes, ponds, creeks – and hopefully pull out some magnetic goodies. πŸ˜―πŸ˜ƒ But since it had a removable hoop screw in the middle of it, that allowed me to replace it with a 1/4″ – 20 – 1 1/2″ screw to serve as a camera mount. πŸ€“πŸ“·

I’ve been using a similar sized magnetic mount to record the 360 videos, and it seemed like it would still hold at speeds of about 45 mph, but it was one of those old school traditional magnets – and this new one definitely has more staying power than the former. 🧲 But I went ahead semi-permanently attached the “tripod screw” to the flat neodymium disc with the hole in the center, so once the weather breaks all I have to do is give it a quick test to see how much better (or not) it will be. πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ

It wasn’t something I needed to do, but I just wanted to have something “fun” to mess around with, to help me get my mind off of a bunch of other stuff. πŸ˜’ And even though I’ve got it assembled how I want now, I did have a few different sized screws as well as a plastic tube that I was considering sanding into a shorter 3″ mount. It’s hard to explain without pics, but right now I attach the 360 camera to the magnet mount while it’s on a heavy duty selfie stick. When that stick is collapsed it’s about 10″ tall, so it does create a decent amount of wind resistance as speeds increase. 😳🌬️ So the shorter one with less wind resistance was a thought, but for now I’m just gonna go with the easier “magnet with a screw sticking out the top” method. 😎

You know how it is though… always nice to have some goofy little hobby thing to dick around with. 😊

Just Skip This Entry

Seriously… this blog entry went off the rails, and after several weeks of “discussion” with my conspiracy theorist cousin on Twitter, I finally popped and had to say all of the things I’ve been thinking and feeling about that. I mean, if you wanna hear how “far out” she has become, then go ahead and read… but honestly… you should just skip this entry. It’s mostly just for me to get this shit out of my head.

Didn’t sleep well last night. Not only staying awake into the wee hours of the morning, but then having weird dreams that kept waking me up as I’ve learned to expect. First one, I was golfing with Dad and Uncle Jay and they had replaced my ball with one of those trick “exploding” golf balls, but when I realized it – rather than hitting the ball with my club, I picked it up and tried to eat it. This clogged my mouth and throat with crunchy “shell” pieces along with the dust inside, which turned to a thick paste. I had to use my fingers to dig everything out so I wouldn’t choke or suffocate… and then for whatever reason, I did it a second time.

In the next dream I was stuck inside a multiple story house with some friends, and flood water was filling up the lower rooms. However, to get to the next floor, you had to take the stairs where the ceiling was so low that the only way you could go up the stairs was if you laid down on your back and squeezed / scooched your way up the stairs as your nose pressed against the ceiling. Super claustrophobic, but I managed to make it.

But anyway, I ended up sleeping away the first part of the day, and luckily I didn’t get any phone calls from anyone. After my ultrasound yesterday I was kinda worried that I’d immediately get a call this morning telling me to come in to discuss the results – but at least so far, more than 24 hours later, and nobody has urgently contacted me. I’ll probably give them a call tomorrow though so I’m not sitting around here waiting, and we’ll see if they schedule me three months out like planned or if I have to go in sooner.

And as I was typing this, I got another notification on Twitter that my cousin had replied to one of my tweets. I’ve tried to be patient with her, I’ve tried to explain all of the ways she’s been misled or how she’s misinterpreting things… and I’ve tried my best to keep doing it without telling her that she’s nuts. But she just posted that COVID was a cover-up that the military arranged to help Donald Trump drain the swamp. And boy does she love using all of his catch phrases… while having absolutely no idea what she or he means by any of it.

But yeah, she shared an image with me that shows when someone has been “tested but came back negative” that it actually means they’ve been questioned by the military for crimes against humanity but have been found innocent. If someone is “self quarantining” it means that they’ve been found guilty and placed on house arrest with an ankle bracelet… heh… I dunno, it just keeps going from there. Just loads of goofy, goofy shit… and I don’t know what must have happened to a person to where they truly believe all of the conspiracy theory shit that they read.

She believes that the government is full of Democrats running a pedophile ring, child trafficking, but that Donald Trump is saving all of the children from that. She has also, with a straight face, told me that many politicians and celebrities not only worship the devil and drink the blood of children, but many of them have already been executed by the military for those same vague “crimes against humanity” and have been replaced by clones. She even remarked how she can’t watch a lot of TV shows or movies anymore because the actors that she liked have been found to be evil, killed, and replaced by clones. Seriously.

Every time she would post something with incorrect facts I would correct her and include the links to back up what I was telling her. Didn’t matter. And any time Donald Trump either looks ignorant of an issue, or like he doesn’t care, or like he’s not addressing one of these huge problems – she simply writes it off as “part of his plans” and that she has faith and “you’ll see eventually” when it comes to whatever the plans are supposed to be.

She cautions me to not believe what I read, yet she believes every nonsense theory out there. She says I can’t live in fear all the time… which I don’t… but then she’ll start talking about the TV subliminally programming people, celebrities brainwashing children to drink blood, how the governments are gonna enact plans to kill all but 5% of the population of earth, along with almost any other “scary” scenario you see being floated around out there. Everything she describes is stuff that she fears is going to happen, yet she says that I’m not supposed to live in fear.

Heh… I didn’t originally plan to even mention this, but good grief, every post I make, every time I reply to her to hopefully help her understand – she just replies with more and more nonsense. At least she’s not being hateful about her beliefs like a different cousin of mine. But what am I supposed to do with her if she won’t listen to facts, thinks all sorts of horrible things are happening and going to happen, but that Trump has a plan for all of it but we just have to wait. It’s like, okay… I’m not sure why you want to keep looking up and believing all of these horrible things that you have no way of changing or stopping, but if that’s what you wanna do… okay?

It’s unfortunately almost funny how much projection she does. All of the things she says I shouldn’t do… those are the things she does. Believing anonymous posts with nothing to back the info up, believing everything that Trump says even when it can be proven otherwise… like, she believes “the wall” has been built, she believes Trump is ridding the government of pedophiles (even though just the other day he said he knows nothing about it), and she told me that I should read the Bible to see how Trump is fulfilling prophecies and that he has given me back so many of my rights that had been taken away. (And of course she couldn’t name any, since it’s just a bogus claim.)

I feel bad for them… getting so sucked in to whatever it is that they are now. Day after day of researching and “waking up” to now “know” about all the evil, all the schemes, all the clones, all the secrets, all the cover-ups, all the code words and fake news… it really has changed who they are. I mean, if you think Trump is the better candidate, then fine… vote for Trump. But Christ, how is your life improving by becoming part of the small amount of humans who are being led around by the nose, making themselves look so dumb to people who are able to research and understand what the facts actually are. I wish I could keep talking to her about this stuff, because I wish my words could make a difference… but that’s the world that she wants to live in. Where everything is awful, everyone is out to get everyone else, nothing is as it seems, and Donald Trump is the only one that can save us all. Yowza…

Nervous / Anxious Rambling

Other than sneaking out every now and then to record some 360 video around town, I’ve been pushing back against a pretty big funk the past couple of weeks. 😞 I dunno, maybe it wasn’t that different from any other stretch of time… I just know that my kitchen and living room had become cluttered and awful, but on Saturday I somehow found the energy and motivation to tackle them both. πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ™‚

I just ended up doing (again) what I keep reminding myself not to do. Buying something from the quicky mart? Take the stuff out of the bags and leave whatever I won’t need at that moment on the counter, along with the empty bags. πŸ˜’ Nuking some soup / pizza? Just leave that can / wrapper wherever. Gonna empty out a case of pop / box of snacky cakes? “I’ll just put this empty box on the counter until I get a chance to break it down.” only to run out of counter space due to all of those empty boxes, bags, and cans. πŸ˜• Neglecting to follow my own “Clean up your mess as you make it.” mantra.

So yeah, cleared away all the clutter, scrubbed the counters and stovetop, threw away some expired shit… then in the living room I reorganized all my random stacks of papers, mail, receipts, and paperwork yet to be done. πŸ™‚ Topped that off by picking up all the throw rugs and vacuuming away all of the scattered Doritos crumbs and accumulating kitty hair. πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈπŸ˜ I don’t have any plans for company to come over or anything… I just did it for myself, so I don’t feel like quite as much of a lazy slob.

Plus I also wanted to get those things done before this “work” week starts tomorrow, so I can at least have pleasant surroundings for the potentially crappy stuff I’ll be working on. First thing will be getting the ultrasound out of the way tomorrow, then throughout the week it’ll be making follow-up appointments regarding that (if they don’t call me in first), some more discussion / work regarding my Rx reimbursement attempt, an eventual conversation with my WC attorney about how things went at the pre-trial mediation, and then at some point taking care of the stack of mail / bills that had continued to grow in size over the previous week. (Plus it’s time to refill all of my meds again this week, so… yeah… ugh.)

But these past few days went as you’d expect. 😐 Doc visit w/ hoop jumping, day to recover, LR / kitchen tidying, another day to recover, and now I’m mentally prepping for all the above shit while I’m getting ready to lie down to go to sleep. πŸ˜…πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ Normally that rookie move would ensure that I’d be awake all night with a full brain… but I was already getting sleepy at 8pm today, so (touch wood) I’m optimistic about some decent sleep regardless. 😊 Just wanted to get on here to make an entry where I could pat myself on the back for getting those couple of rooms done up, mostly.

Six Minutes

Heh… this cat, man. πŸ˜„πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ She decided it was bath time, right there in my recliner, right next to my head as I sit on the floor in front of the space heater. She was being so noisy… until I started recording, of course. 😏

Nothing exciting in this video… just six minute of gross licking and chewing for your viewing pleasure. 😏🀒

Gimp Grumbling

Today’s going to end up being a “medical themed” day. πŸ€”πŸ‘¨πŸ»β€βš•οΈ Had my monthly appointment with my WC neck doctor, with this visit being a little more comprehensive than usual. The appointments are only monthly because one of the medications requires it, so it isn’t like every single appointment has to be treated like a full-fledged “doctor exam” type visit as you might think of it.

But every few months we do make sure that I run the course and jump through all the hoops, just to make sure that we stay on top of any changes in my condition… πŸ˜³πŸ˜“ as well as to keep his notes current, since they’ve become very important when it comes to all the court and IC stuff that’s still going on. πŸ˜’ But yeah, those appointments (like today) aren’t a whole lot of fun.

Without getting into too much detail, after the various movements and challenges that I did today – he agreed that my condition has gotten slightly worse. It’s nothing that’s unexpected… it’s just unusual to notice such a significant change between my last appointment and this one. πŸ˜• But the tests confirmed that my gimpy arm is struggling to do certain things more than it previously did, and he could physically see a difference between my good shoulder and the bad one, which (over time) I’m basically just bound to experience this type of atrophy. πŸ€•πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ

But like I told him, even though I am technically having “more” pain because of this new weakening in my shoulder joint, so far it doesn’t seem to be making my total pain level a whole lot worse. πŸ€” It’s hard to explain. I dunno, it’s like if you accidentally stepped in a huge puddle and got yourself wet… and then someone comes along with a squirt gun and sprays the bottom of your pants with water. πŸ’¦πŸ€¨ Yeah, you’re “more wet” now, but you just roll with it since most of that area was wet already. Meh… not the best analogy, but close enough. 😁

I’m home now, but of course my gimp shoulder is still angry from “doing stuff” hours ago. πŸ™„ It’ll go away, but it’s just irritating when I have to purposely agitate it, even with good reason. But since I’m sitting here, I’ve decided to go ahead and work on some more shit that I need to fill out and send to my regular insurance. I’m not super optimistic about how that’s gonna go, but it’s worth a shot…

Next “medical thing” isn’t until this coming Monday, but it’s one that sits pretty heavy on my mind. It’s the first ultrasound scan on my neck / thyroid area since I had my surgery a couple years ago. 😯😳 I’ve had a couple of radiation treatments and gamma scans between now and then, and both of those came back with “looks good so far” results, so I’m trying to tell myself not to be so nervous… 😐 it’s just tough when I know I don’t always feel great, and each year added to the tally probably doesn’t help. Meh… it’ll be fine.

It’s a nice day, so hopefully by the evening my shoulder will be less shitty and I’ll feel like going back out. πŸ™‚ I’ve done a bunch of 360 videos already, but I want to do a “just after sunset” drive from the far east end of Main St, all the way to Memorial, and then on Memorial all the way out north towards the mall. πŸ€“ I just think it could make a nice one-shot with everything that I pass being lit up. Might make a separate post here in a bit about the vids so far, probably if I end up not going out tonight.

Content Kitties

It’s nice that even when I’m not feeling that great, happy kitties helps to make a happier me. πŸ˜ŠπŸ€·πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ

Normally, Maven wouldn’t have been super stoked to have Maggie sitting that close… w/ her tail even wagging in Maven’s face at times… πŸ˜„πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™‚οΈ but Maven was too sleepy and comfortable to be pissy about it. πŸ˜…