When you hear hoofbeats...

Hello, Doctor Name Withheld to Protect your Practice.

This is your least favorite patient. You remember me... the one who comes in with the flu (in July) and winds up almost dead in the hospital with both pneumonia and internal bleeding? Yeah, that one.

I know the saying in medicine is "When you hear hoof beats think horses, not zebras". I understand that the majority of times the things you see are routine and common to the vast majority of patients.

That doesn't mean zebras are extinct.

Trips, appointments and college news

Heading down to my sister's house this afternoon to go through some of Mom's things. The woman who took care of her wants some of her clothing, and my sister thinks I should go through it first...so I'll most likely be bringing some new blouses and maybe a couple of skirts home with me.

Oh, and the IRS knocked on my door the other day. I have an appointment with them on Monday - just as CA's hearing starts. Damn. I'm almost tempted to call and reschedule. but I have a full week, with the endoscopy prep, the procedure, the meeting with the bank about my 401k (or what's left of it) and the tax meeting, so I suppose I will just have to miss the hearing. I'm sure the FLaB people on IS will keep me updated on what's happening in Florida.

(Oh, how I hope he adjudicates her on Monday... I'd love to see her heading into the murder trial with 13 felonies on her record.

In other news, Maria is in the running for an internship in the publicity department of her college. She will be interviewing sometime soon.

Oh, and the man who lives in the computer called me from his new laptop this week. It was lovely to hear his voice. He sounds so happy!

New year, new tuition rates

Ah, the joy of having a child in college. Tuition is incredibly high, my income is remarkably fixed, and my daughter is not eligible for merit based scholarships because she applied too late in the year... last year.

Evidently they only consider you for merit based scholarships once. If you miss out on those, you're SOL.

This is the first thing I've found out about the place that I just don't care for. It sucks that because she missed one set of scholarships, she isn't to be allowed to apply for them at all... ever.

More student loans, more scraping money for her living expenses together, way less socializing on my part this year.