Blog n' (massive) Bitch

Blog n' Bitch...to my credit it's been quite a while.  Tonight I have two things I'm really bitching about, I'm fed up!

First, before I got home tonight I still had not received any information in regard to surgery, physical therapy, the doctor order for a physical and blood work, etc.  So naturally, me being "anal me" that always has to have everything organized, planned and scheduled started to freak out.  I decided yesterday that if I didn't receive anything in the mail yesterday I would call the office today.  I called and find out the doctor's nurse (who is a major class A bitch by the way) is out of the office until Monday.  Well, I got on two weeks vacation then and I wanted to have everything ready before I'm out of the office.  So there is supposed to be this other nurse covering for her.  He calls me back and tells me he "just can't do anything for me because he has to have her get everything together and he doesn't know anything."  UMMMM, EXCUSE ME?  Do I NOT have a chart????  I know how to spell LAZY - wonder if he does?  I was so mad.  Of course, I vented to my boss (who has been through hell and back with her son and the medical field) and she helped me rationalize the situation, which she is very good at.  She walked me through calling them again and exactly what to say and what to do, etc.  My emotions and frustration get in the way really quickly with this type of stuff, so it was very helpful to have her guide me a bit.  I called back and would not let them off the phone until I got what I wanted and needed. 

Anyway, I come to find out that they will NOT send a physical therapist to the house.  I'm just expected to be at physical therapy the day after surgery for the following 5 days straight and then 3xs a week for 4-26 weeks.  All very easily said, but not so much done.  How in the hell am I going to get there when I am prohibited from driving?  I mean, seriously.  I was challenging them and the nurse tells me that it's because the doctor has to be on sight incase they over extend something or tear something, etc.  Uh, are they not experienced?  Or am I going to have some clown working on me?  Anyway, then Physical Therapy calls me to set up the appts. and I start challenging them about it and I'm told it's because the insurance will not cover home therapy because the surgery is out-patient.  So which reason is it?

Right now I'm so irritated with them that I want to tell them to fuck off.  The rational side of me says that I have an excellent doctor (working for a shit-faced organization) that knows what he is doing and has a very good track record, that I should not waste time and money to go to another doctor to battle it out with when this is all set and the date is in stone at this point, but the short patience'd side of me really wants to tell them to shove it.  Organizing a surgery simply cannot be this difficult and frustrating!!!!

Second point to bitch about tonight is church.  I didn't know where else to turn to ask for help so I contacted my pastor directly.  That was 5 days ago and I know he's been online since.  I've gotten no response.  I've had issues with the church already not responding like when I offered to serve, or just being cliquey, which irritated me but I kept trying to give it a chance.  Well, I'm done.  I'm not going back.  I don't understand how he can get up there every week and preach but not practice what he preaches.  To not even offer a response, such as let me check, let me get back to you, nothing.  No acknowledgement, nothing...how very "Christian" of a "Christian" pastor  Okay, yes, I'm totally pissed, quite possibly slightly bitter.  There is nothing more that pisses me off than those who preach religion and can't practice.  (I'm by no means perfect, but I'm not up on a soap box every week either).  That's gotta be pet peeve #1 on my list...then maybe Chicago/Jersey drivers, ha ha.

Another turning point in regard to this church was this weekend when the pastor had two people talk about how much money they give the church and how much we need to change.  Then the pastor got up and said that we should each be donating $180.00/month to the church?  I'm sorry, what???????  While I understand the need to "advise" the congregation of the financial standing (Hello?  After all I was raised Catholic!  I was used to those few "homilies" every year about money), I under no circumstance will be told how much I should be giving to a church.  (Maybe I didn't give "enough" to warrant a response to my request for help?  Hmmm...that thought does cross my mind)  Does my pastor know what kind of bills I have?  Does he know how much I make?  What my finances look like?  That speech got under my skin and ate at my bones.  I was pretty livid.

So all in all, time to find a new church and stop bitching about the old one, right?  I just have one issue.  Guilt.  The kid loves the kids program there and has a good time with the other kids.  I'm trying to rationalize it within that she is a total social butterfly and easily makes friends wherever we go, so it won't be difficult for her.  After all, it's not like she has play dates and stuff with church kids.  She sees them and has fun when we go, that's the extent of it.  I have to keep telling myself to get over it...it really should not be a big deal, right?

Now I've googled "Christian" "Non-denominational" churches in the area, however there really aren't any.  It seems like in Wisconsin you can go anywhere and find one, but here there are a ton of Lutheran and Catholic churches within the vicinity.  I really do not and am not prepared to return to the Catholic faith.  I want to find a Christian church.  The one that would be within a willing driving distance is ginormous and I really don't think I'm ready to face something on that scale.  I may just be doing some church hopping or limping (ha, ha) around for the next month or so?