Wednesday, January 18, 2012
On Monday, I got up to be surprised to find my husband in the kitchen....He had gone to work, only to be called into an office and to be told that he was no longer employed.
So now, here I am....a stage IV cancer fighter struggling with trying to figure out how COBRA works for a company which self-insures. Praying that my husband, who is now 52, can find a new job and quickly and that the new job will insure me. Knowing that fighting it is silly as nothing can be proven. Knowing that money is what makes the world go around and anyone who thinks any differently, or thinks that there isn't a problem with health insurance/health care in the US, is really sticking their heads in the sand.
Short of that? I'll try to find a job....which is problematic since I can't walk well anymore nor can I be on my feet for any length of time because of the issues with my pelvis....and in this economy, finding a job for someone who was once a museum curator and has these problems...well....it's going to be a struggle...providing I can even do it.
So yah, like this quilt, I have the blues and the greys....The little quilt is an optical illusion quilt in a pattern called "tumbling blocks" or "baby's blocks." It was made by an Amish woman in the 1980s. I recently sold it on eBay. I'm guessing I'll be doing a whole lot more of that.