What a day!

(except that should be a patch on the eye instead of a toothache. ROFL)

Well, we got up bright and early and left home at the same time Silas left for work. The kids were really good about not complaining about the lack of breakfast, which was a nice surpise. We picked up my mom, who was wonderful and came with us to watch the girls during the labs, and headed to where my insurance company told us to go. By the way, this was NOT a pediatric lab nor a pediatric imaging center, but I went with it seeing as it would be covered by insurance. Given this little tidbit, you can imagine how well this was going to go.

We were getting out of the van at the lab...all of the kids were ready to go inside, I decided to be brave and leave my diaper bag in the car, and I grabbed my purse and put it on my shoulder. I was ready! Not even 5 seconds after closing the van door, my purse strap breaks and flies up full force and the end (which is metal) strikes my eye. I have not felt so much pain! I couldn't get my eye to open and it was watering something fierce. My mother kept telling me to go and lean on the van, which I could not understand how the heck that would help. LOL After a couple of minutes, I was able to open it. I am guessing that my eye actually did close before being struck, however my mother informed me that it was bright red, so I am sure that everyone in the lab thought I came in with a massive case of pink eye. LOL It is pretty much back to normal coloring now and other than a little bit of sweelling, you probably couldn't tell I had such a freak accident this morning. It isn't really too bad as far as pain goes. Every now and then it will sting a little, but I am hoping after a good night's sleep it will be better.

I specifically asked that they take the boys in seperately so as Jacob would not hear Josh scream and go into panic mode. He was already nervous about the needle as it was. I was assured that would not be a problem, and then we proceeded to wait a little longer. Eventually they called me in with Joshua. It was cute...when we got to the door, the guy says "Hi, my name is Thomas". Joshua started crying and said "No! You're not Thomas!" He thought the guy was talking about everyone's favorite tank engine of course. LOL We then went in to the room where I was given instructions on how they wanted me to hold him. I think they were expecting a real struggle because they had three people in there ready to step in at any point, but he did fine. He simply screamed about getting stuck. So not too bad.

While Joshua was getting stuck, one of the three people that were standing guard, for lack of a better description, decided to sneak on out and grab Jacob, telling my mother that I had said I wanted Jacob back with me. I was a little ticked to find out she plain out lied to my mother like that, but at that point it was too late. So, Jacob was at the door while Joshua was screaming bloody murder about the needle. Grrr. Anyway, the tears started flowing with the alcohol swab. Poor kid was so worked up over this and his little heart was pounding in his little chest. But, we made it through and the worst was over.

We then left to get the kids some breakfast, which they were extremely happy about. I dropped my mom and the 3 younger kids off at her house and took off for Jacob's x-ray. Remember, I called the insurance company last Friday to find out where to bring him for this. They told me where to go and it was just down the hall in the same building as the lab, so no biggie.

We get there, wait for someone to finish flirting with the receptionist, and then proceed to hand over the orders. She looks confused and takes it to her supervisor who then asks how old Jacob is, and then explains they don't do x-rays on children under 18 years of age. Great! So we go back to the van and I pull out my cell phone where I proceed to call Humana and find out where I can go now. I talk to a guy that obviously has no clue what he is doing. He named every hospital in town EXCEPT for the children's hospital. I asked him to look that specific one up. He spelled it in 2 totally off ways, even after I spelled it to him. I was frustrated and I told him I could not believe that the only children's hospital in the entire area was not in our network. I finally got off the phone and headed to the hospital across the street, but before I got there I called Silas and asked him to jump on the internet and see if he could find out anything. Lo and behold, the hospital is not listed on the website, but the larger hospital that it is part of is...so I asked him to make a phone call while I looked for a parking place in the overfilled garage. Turns out the children's hospital DOES take the insurance, go figure.

By this point, I had already found a place to park and I decided to just go ahead and stay at the hospital I was at since I was going to have to pay for parking. After a long goose chase we finally found their imaging center. I signed in and after a few minutes I found out it was an hour minimum wait for people with an appointment. I grabbed Jacob and told him we were leaving.

We headed over to the children's hospital and I verified once more that they do in fact take Humana HMO. They said yes and I told them that Humana apparently doesn't seem to realize that. The woman was shocked and said that all of the hospital's empoyees have the same insurance, so Humana is nuts. Again, go figure.

The x-ray went well. He only had to get one and it was a breeze after the bloodwork. LOL We hoepfully will get the results tomorrow, but hopefully we will have a definite idea of what is going on by the end of the week.

Needless to say, Joshua has not done very well with the change in routine today. We have had a lot of meltdowns. I am hoping this is not going to affect his performance tomorrow during his speech re-evaluation.

Whew!