I’m not entirely sure what to write about today, but I still feel the urge to put something down on the page. It’s a strange feeling, not having a specific thought demanding attention, yet still wanting to write. It’s different from the days when I don’t want to write at all. Today, I do want to. I just don’t have a clear direction.
Nothing in my head is jumping up and shouting, “Write about me!” So I’m sitting here, letting the small, simple details fill the space. It’s lunchtime, and I probably should eat before the early-afternoon slump kicks in. I settled on eggs and toast. Not the most exciting meal, but honestly, sometimes the simple things are exactly what I need. Warm toast, eggs… It’s enough. And maybe that’s what today’s writing is, too: something simple, something steady, something that works.
Karissa had a doctor’s appointment this morning, Medicare’s annual wellness visit. They checked her eyesight (which is better than mine) and her hearing (which is worse than mine), and then ran through the usual list of health questions. The nurse mentioned that Karissa is her youngest patient, which makes sense. She has Medicare because of her disability.
I went in with her since she didn’t have her hearing aid, and I wanted to be her ears. Honestly, it felt a little like the deaf leading the deaf, but I actually did pretty well. The doctor raised her voice so Karissa could follow along, which helped. She finally gets her hearing aid back from Costco tomorrow. It’s been an entire month without it since it was sent in for repairs, and she’s definitely ready to have it back.
Oh, and I got mistaken for Karissa’s sister. I’m still not sure how I feel about that. I know I look young, just… not that young. Most people would say that’s a compliment, and it is, but when it keeps happening, you start to develop a little bit of a beef with it. Lol.
As for dinner tonight, I’m not sure yet. We’re fending for ourselves because Tommy and Kel won’t be home. Tommy has band practice, and Kel is hanging around after work since she rode down with him this morning. So it’s a “whatever sounds good” kind of night.
I called the place where Karissa will be getting her heart monitor, since she’ll be wearing one for two weeks. It’s just to check how she’s doing. The last time she had one was when she was fourteen. I’m really hoping her insurance covers the cost; otherwise, it’ll be over $300. I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.
It just irks me. She pays over $200 every month for her insurance, and yet there’s still a possibility they won’t cover the heart monitor. How does that even make sense? What’s the point of paying so much for insurance if, when you actually need it, they might not step up and help?
As for tonight, I’m not entirely sure what I want to do. I’m thinking I’ll eat dinner first, then go through my usual nighttime routine, brushing my teeth, washing my face, all of that. After that, maybe I’ll read for a bit or finish the shopping list while listening to Christmas music. I’m leaning toward the shopping list option.
I’m going to make myself a cup of hot tea and settle back into studying cybersecurity for a bit. Once I finish that, I’ll get some dinner and wind down for the evening.
