A True Glutton For Punishment…

I was standing in line at midnight at our local Wal-Mart this morning.  I was hoping that they would be slow since it was so late.  Folks, let me tell you that Wal-Mart was hopping last night and they only had two lanes open as well.  “Dear God! What have I gotten myself into?” was what I was thinking as I stood in a lengthy checkout line. I could feel the anxiety welling up inside of me. I kept telling myself that a little anxiety never killed anyone and that I would make it through this. This was one incident where the best laid plans can go awry. I’ll give Wal-Mart a wide berth till after Christmas. All I needed was some Ambesol for a toothache. Any Day with Social Security is an Odd Day… “I can’t do anything with my computer today,” my father told me sounding exasperated. “It is as slow as hell.” Dad wanted to come over and use my computer to look up some stuff about Social Security and the Extra Help drug program. I am enrolled in the Extra Help program as my income is so low. The cost of my crazy meds are fully covered. They sent my father a form stating I am no longer enrolled in Extra Help. Online, it shows me having full benefits so my father printed that out and mailed it to them. Clearly something SNAFU is going on.

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - December 21, 2013 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs