Random Thursday

Two more hours to go. Don goes to the dermatologist today for the latest in his round of re-checks following last year's melanoma. It does not seem like it has been a year since that teensy patch of black popped up on his arm, but it also feels like that situation occured a forever ago. As soon as Libby heads off to school this morning we will be off to the dermatologist's office. Maybe he won't need any biopsies at all this time? It could happen. All done. He gets to wait six months before his next follow-up, there were no biopsies taken today, and he only has three little "watch this" spots.
Today will be full of MDs. The Boy's psychiatrist is no longer on our insurance. There seem to be a dozen pediatric psychiatrists around here, but our past experience has been that it can take eight weeks to get in--- or longer. Some MDs do not want to deal with a kid who has a messy dual diagnosis (one neurological and one psychiatric--- the combination keeps life exciting), and we need to to refill his meds in the next few weeks. This is going to be more challenging than I am prepared for on a random Thursday. I am sitting on hold, but this could be resolved today. Or not since the rep says that the phone number they called and left for us to call is not the number they need for us to call. Oh, and the ID number on our insurance card? That is not our ID number for mental health. This is not going to be done today, but at least I will have the list of MDs to start calling this afternoon. Yuck.
The Boy also needs a physical. I should have done it back in July when no one else is getting physicals and we are outside of flu and allergy seasons. Special Olympics starts up for the 2008-2009 school year on Friday, and Evan will need a physical and permission slips on file in order to participate. I am hoping we will have until the actual event rather than the practices to provide documentation. Maybe, in a perfect world, it will even turn out to be every twelve calendar months? Score! Physical set for next week, AND all three kids are now scheduled for their flu shots next month, too.
Well, yuck. I would really rather just crawl back into bed than deal with this day. At least it is Thursday which means "Date Day" for the Mister and I. We went out for breakfast after his appointment, and it was glorious to just hang out for our brief little bit of "alone time" this morning.