The Inverse Rule

O.k....so we had a really nice time on Saturday.....so what does that mean? Why, yes, the inverse rule, or the balance rule, or something like that, was in full effect and Sunday more or less sucked. I'm not entirely sure why....one child basically ignoring us and the other going into full mercurial, impossible to please mode. I had wanted to get out of the house and do something but the pain pills make Ernie kind of quiet and his version of lethragic. I can't wait til he's off them but he still has a fair amount of pain. Then Ernie and spent time trying to figure out our bills from Carle. $30 a pop for 6 to 8 weeks of therapy (twice a week)...that's going to hurt on top of the car payment we can't afford. Thank you March car accident. And $30 a pop for all the various doctors' appointments....o.k. I understand that. But his Cancer Center bills I don't get at all anymore. It was costing us $40 a month for his infusion...I thought the total charge was somewhere around $2,000 and after insurance we owed $40. This bill showed the charge at $1,500 in July with our share as $126, $6,000 in August (when he got the additional injection) and our share as $176, and then $3,000 in September, with our share as $26.  Huh? Then, of course, we have the co-payments for all the doctor appointments and prescriptions too. Ernie's got to call to get this sorted out. I am so grateful for our insurance, without it we would have been in bankruptcy long ago no doubt....but man, even these small payments really add up....and for some reason I find Carle's billing incomprehensible.

And....it's Monday. 

We did manage to turn around our Sunday a bit. We sat outside and read and crossword puzzled and built a fire in the fire pit. I admired the last burst of my nasturtiums and my zinnias. The pictures don't begin to capture their glory.

So....onward.....