Doing the SO-SEC Dance…

My father and I had some errands to run today as far as my Social Security is concerned.  Apparently, I have completely disappeared from the “extra help” prescription drug coverage program. There is no record of me ever being in it other than the paperwork my father carried with us. After countless attempts to reach them by phone, my father and I drove to the nearest office in Opelika. I trepiditiously joined my father even though I felt shaky at the time. They couldn’t give us much help other than to suggest that I reenroll. We got the paperwork and then left to get a bite to eat at Burger King. I was craving their onion rings. Dad is going to fill out the paperwork this evening for me to sign before we go grocery shopping. “How can they just lose you like that?” my father, while aggravated, asked on the drive home. “Welcome to my world,” I replied with a mischievous grin. He couldn’t help but laugh at my reply. I was amazed I made it that far without an anxiety attack. I did terrible last week as far as my groceries purchases were concerned.  Absolutely horrible. I ended up having to eat out a lot and also buying more groceries. Hopefully, I will do better tonight. It is these pepperoni pizza Hot Pockets I am buying. They are like crack to a crack addict as far as I am concerned. 

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - November 4, 2013 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs