the human ping-pong ball....

 yes, that is I. I ping pong between the office where I will get my chemo, and the medicare coverage program that is supposed to pay a lot of it.  In the past, I have never had to deal with switches in medicare coverage this early in the year---or at all. But the change in coverage ( I believe I covered that in the last post) has created all sorts of crazy differences--both the office and my medicare provider give me separate answers, that in the end, I have to sort out, and come back to each one. Finally, earlier this morning I received a voice mail that states that my coverage for my Monday chemo is in place. Is it? Don't bet on it;  now I have to bring it back to the office---who knows how they will interpret it, or what they will decide to do. My nurse practioner told me that, in light of my progress, putting off the chemo for a day or two would not matter---yet, I am anxious to complete this process on Monday---if I have to pay some more---so be it, 

Determination, determination! Somehow the idea of waiting a day or two really turns me off.The permission to wait, even if it comes with good news, does not seem to work for me. Want to get it done---that's all. 

I have to escape all this. Three wild card games are on tap this afternoon and evening, and I already have bets (small ones) on two of them. The first begins in about an hour and a half, but I really need to clear my head. Maybe some reading will relax me, if I can concentrate. Two books of short stories, one by lewis Auchincloss, a writer whose work I like very much, and the other by Jean Rhys, a novelist whose work I have never read, but who has written a lot of popular novels. A trip into her world might be interesting. I found this book on the steps of my apartment house---maybe someone on the street left it there---it seemed worth checking out. If only one could just read and forget everything. 

So, off we go---maybe one more bet to keep the interest up before starting to read.  Will report soon.