I Am Unstoppable

 Yesterday was Wednesday, the day I struggle with the most. The most stressful of days. I found out my senile mother got scammed out of $244. She went in to pay her phone bill at Verizon. She encountered a Victra sales rep who convinced her to buy an e-commerce payment processor. She agreed because she thought she was paying the phone bill. I have not figured out what to do about this.

The scam is not why I am writing. This morning I was scheduled for a mammogram, but they don't accept my insurance. The non-insurance price is $160. I have that much in cash, but I was supposed to use the money for something else. I tried a couple of things, but none panned out. So I rescheduled the appointment for six months out. That was the easiest solution. By that time I might have insurance that actually covers routine screenings and lets me pick the medical office where they have a well designed mammogram machine that can rotate in any direction and doesn't hurt. 

Rescheduling made me feel a bit better. I solved a problem! Yay! Now I can relax a bit and drink my coffee.

Then another problem that I was truly stressing solved itself. 

I have been given the opportunity to take flying lessons. I have wanted to fly since I was 17 and took the ASFAB. The air force heavily tried to recruit me for the next 12 years. I was too old to enlist and they still tried to get me to join. I finally had to tell them to take my name off the list. 

When the air force first started calling, I was super excited because I thought I would fly fighter jets. I really wanted to fly. But in 1994, the air force wouldn't let anyone fly unless they had perfect, uncorrected 20/20 vision. I am near-sighted with astigmatism. I said never mind. What's the point if I can't fly? 

It's 32 years later, and I have the chance to fly small planes. But now I am diabetic. When I first became diabetic, my physician had to sign paperwork from the state allowing me to drive. I really thought I would need my endocrinologist to sign off on my pilot's license. The man is an absolute dickhead. I despise him. I was thinking I wouldn't get my license.

Until my instructor said she would refer me to the flight school's doctor, who will do a full medical exam, and then it might take a while to go through, but he would approve a special license for me! I don't need to deal with Dr. Endo Dickhead at all! I am so happy, and willing to go see whatever doctor they suggest, wherever he may be! I don't even care if he takes my insurance, I will simply find the money. 

Since that worked out, I am feeling very stoked! I want to do spells, throw some majikal energy at other things, maybe more stuff will work out in my favor!

Blessed be, my dears! May everything go your way as you stay safe and well!

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