May 14, 2012
Jason had three appointments this morning, but only two of them were originally scheduled. The first one, with Urology was kind of a walk-in, just to get an update. Jason asked the doctor about some tests that were done last week, and wanted to know the results, we figured on a 10 to 15 minute visit at the most. Well, about 75 minutes later we were leaving the office for the next appointment. As it turned out the doctor had not yet looked at the results, and when Jason asked he brought up the information (as it turned out it had only arrived about an hour before we got there). The result showed that there was now a fungal type infection that Jason was now dealing with and so that created a new need for different action, as well as another prescription. The new meds will run for two weeks, and the doctor is confident that the drugs will get rid of the fungus, and it is good that it was caught early, as it was. The challenge is to figure out where it came from in the first place, so as a result of that visit Jason has another few new visits with Urology, that he didn't have before. I will need to be sure to get him to these new appointments cause I don't want to have to see Jason go through fighting off another weird bug that they don't know about.
Anyway, after the Urology visit we Jason had PT (Physical Therapy) and we were to head on over to the pharmacy for the new Rx and then OT. (Occupational Therapy). Once the visits were all done Jason was ready to head on back home. Frankly, I was too. We got back and found out that there has been some sort of a goof up on the housing, and it happened in December, right as we moved in. I guess the Gate Way (that's the name of the area we're in) people have been working with the Housing folks, and have not been able to get it resolved. They didn't want to bother us because of Jason's Wounded Warrior status, and now have come to the conclusion that it can't be resolved without help from us. The issue is that there is some money that needs to be paid, to get everything squared away, and from Jason's point of view, he isn't going to pay it. It was their mistake, they can fix it. The amount of money isn't much, but it is the principle we're dealing with on this one, and Jason worked with this kind of stuff, early in his Marine career so he feels he knows how to fight the battles and win. I'm pretty much just along for the ride. Funny thing is, it seemed to make him brighten up and feel better to have this challenge. I guess he feels like he has something to do now.
Not much else going on today, Bridgette and the girls showed up about 19:30 (7:30pm), after she got off work, and it looks like they are going to be staying the night. Still trying to figure out the schedule now, as it continues to be very dynamic, but Jason is happy with the change, so I'll continue to support it. Tomorrow Jason has a few appointments, and I'm going to try to get an audience with his primary doctor, just to find out what the plan is for Jason's comfort. I also need to start pushing a little harder about his chair seat, as it is beginning to show more signs of wear, and I have been asking them about a replacement/fix for several weeks now. Thank you, for all your continued support and prayers.
Anyway, after the Urology visit we Jason had PT (Physical Therapy) and we were to head on over to the pharmacy for the new Rx and then OT. (Occupational Therapy). Once the visits were all done Jason was ready to head on back home. Frankly, I was too. We got back and found out that there has been some sort of a goof up on the housing, and it happened in December, right as we moved in. I guess the Gate Way (that's the name of the area we're in) people have been working with the Housing folks, and have not been able to get it resolved. They didn't want to bother us because of Jason's Wounded Warrior status, and now have come to the conclusion that it can't be resolved without help from us. The issue is that there is some money that needs to be paid, to get everything squared away, and from Jason's point of view, he isn't going to pay it. It was their mistake, they can fix it. The amount of money isn't much, but it is the principle we're dealing with on this one, and Jason worked with this kind of stuff, early in his Marine career so he feels he knows how to fight the battles and win. I'm pretty much just along for the ride. Funny thing is, it seemed to make him brighten up and feel better to have this challenge. I guess he feels like he has something to do now.
Not much else going on today, Bridgette and the girls showed up about 19:30 (7:30pm), after she got off work, and it looks like they are going to be staying the night. Still trying to figure out the schedule now, as it continues to be very dynamic, but Jason is happy with the change, so I'll continue to support it. Tomorrow Jason has a few appointments, and I'm going to try to get an audience with his primary doctor, just to find out what the plan is for Jason's comfort. I also need to start pushing a little harder about his chair seat, as it is beginning to show more signs of wear, and I have been asking them about a replacement/fix for several weeks now. Thank you, for all your continued support and prayers.
Jason, you are my hero and I wish only the best for you and your family. I really wish this fungus and infection stuff would just end already. My family is praying for your continued health and healing and that of your family. George, hang in there, you are such a great father. I wonder if Jason really knows how lucky he is? Give those cute little girls a hug from us up here in Livermore.
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Karen & Rob
Livermore Friends
Hope you can get everything worked out! Glad you caught the fungus infection so quickly!
ReplyDeleteNo matter what happens, the Lord is our shield! Praying!
Psalms 5:11-12 But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice: let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee. For thou, LORD, wilt bless the righteous; with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield.
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