Waiting...Nothing more than Waiting....

That seems to be the theme of my life these days.

I went to the neurologist yesterday. Now I have to wait for the spinal tap and then wait for the follow up appointment.
"Come back in two months", said the receptionist.
"Two months! You've got to be joking!" Said I. (Really, I said this out loud.)
"Well, when do you want to come back?" she said, a little bit snottily.
"Well, how about as soon as he has the results from the spinal tap." Said I.
"You'll have to call us, then. NEXT!"
Umph.

So then I had to wait part of the day to make the appointment for the spinal tap, because the husband had a meeting informing him not to take any days off next week. They want to make sure that everyone is present for the layoff party, apparently. Kind of like a family reunion, but with a greater chance that someone will go postal. It turns out, however, that they're willing to make an exception if your wife needs a spinal tap.

But of course, we're also waiting to make several decisions regarding J-Man's treatment until after next week. Because most of those expenses would be out-of-pocket, and if the husband doesn't have a job... Food..Psychiatric Care...House Payment...Psychiatric Care... You get the picture.

And I'm waiting to see if my vision will come back after the spinal tap, because right now I can't see to drive after dark. That changes what the kids and I can participate in at church during the evening hours. As the days get shorter, I'm going to have to be home earlier and earlier. Yuck.

That, along with all those dumb little things that pop up every day, and I've just about had it. Patience may be virtuous, but I've had about my fill.