
I received an unexpected text from my husband last week letting me know I will continue to have health insurance for as long as we're married. I thanked him via text, and quickly made an appointment to see a therapist, not knowing how long I would have the luxury of insurance. I did find a very nice therapist in a very short time, and she saw me promptly. Her office is within a doctor's office, and at her suggestion made another appointment for that afternoon for an antidepresant. There was a run in with insurance getting the prescription, but all is well now.
While I was struggling with Walgreen's, I did reach out to the husband asking for help. I nearly passed out at how helpful he was. Perhaps he enjoyed knowing I was seeking help in some way, maybe he does still care. It was strangely reassuring in some way to hear his voice sound so sweet. I've always been afraid of setting him off, and now, I'm struggling when he sounds kind. He asked about the dogs and cat, my family, and my job. He asked if I was in any hurry to divorce. I'm not, and told him so. He asked to hold off for a time, as he's buried at work and needs to keep his focus there. I agreed, as I'm somewhat sympatheic toward him and do want to continue therapy. I'm not sure if it's win-win or not, but it seems good for now.
We found out today that my eight year old nephew needs tubes in his ears for the third time. Poor bugger. He has had a very small hearing loss recently, too. That surgery is scheduled for the beginning of October.
Today was Grams' 84th birthday. Mom, Dad, brother and sister in law took her to a BBQ place for lunch, and they all met up again for frozen yogurt while I went to a meeting at work. The niece and nephew were able to join as it was after school by that time.
I finally received a paycheck for the past few weeks at this latest job. Just enough for a car payment and gas for the car. I'm still waiting to begin a second job; the orientation date keeps getting pushed back. I really need a money tree. It will work out. I know. I believe, too.
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