Thankful

I have so much to be thankful for! For this year's Thanksgiving Resolutions I'm committing myself to an Attitude of Gratitude. No, I've never done Tgiving Res' before...it's a new tradition! So, to get me started on my new attitude here's the beginning of my list of grats:
In no particular order....just how they pop up in my head:

I'm grateful for.....
.....my family. Including: immediate {Butchy, & our fuzzies}, extended {my Parents, Bubba, his wonderful wife, Dawn & their 4 amazing little women, Butchy's loving Parents, my heart-sister Misty, my new heart-sister Jill, the Sister-Friends, work-associates, online buds, & anyone else I've adopted over the years who touch my heart}
.....my health. I've finally gotten my wheelchair! I'm back to work and loving how incredible my associates are to me. I can honestly say I love my job & my co-workers (at BofA they're called Associates). I may be a gimp....but, I'm pretty healthy.
..... my job/associates (see above)
.....Katrina. It brought my Bubba and his family home to Washington.
....chocolate....does that really need an explanation?

That's the beginning of my list......I'm feeling so thankful right now that I may just burst! I wonder if Ben & Jerry's Dave Matthews Band's Magic Brownie ice cream is a cure for bursting? This I must investigate.......

What's new with you?

After spending the last 2 1/2 weeks on my ass, in bed, in the little dungeon we call home.....I HATE THAT QUESTION!! There's NOTHING new with me! Nada, zip, zero, nuttin', NOTHING!!! For something "new" I would have to leave my cell. Sure, I have big ol adventures heading to the potty a couple times a day....but, nothing NEW! Same kitties getting under foot, same rug that gets viciously attacked by one of those kitties leaving a huge "gonna kill me wrinkle," same worry: "Am I gonna make it to the potty in time?" The only thing that's different is how my knee is going to hurt on the way to and from the bathroom. Will it freeze up on me and require me to force it to do that popping thing that hurts so bad I wanna puke? Will it throb like it's been shattered into zillions of pieces? Will it be a deep ache or a shallow ache? Will I want to have my knee amputated by the time I make it back to bed, or will I be requestiing euthenasia instead?

Through all this Butchy has been very patient and wonderful. Sure, she gets cranky....but, if she didn't then I'd wonder who had invaded her body. Overall, though, she qualifies for sainthood. I'm working hard at not whining. That's the ONLY work I'm doing. It is pretty hard work....being trapped & crippled is not something I will ever be good at.

My wonderful HMO (I'm saying "wonderful" very facetiously & sarcastically & a whole bunch of other words that mean I don't mean what I'm saying) has finally approved me for a wheelchair! WOO HOO! Only problem is that the vendor they use to provide wheelchairs to their premium-payers SUCKS!!!! For a week they have had the referral....waiting for the approval. Approval arrives, Kat can go back to work....life is good, right?!? WRONG!!! They NEVER HAD THE WHEELCHAIR!!!! The wheelchair they were s'posedly delivering to me last Weds cuz I had said that I would pay for it and get reimbursed by my wonderful HMO. Then the vendor called and said, "Oops, we quoted you the wrong monthly rate, it's actually $100 more!" To which I said I couldn't afford that....isn't it funny how you can't afford much when you're not working?!? Friday, as soon as the HMO from Hell approved my wheelchair I called the vendor.....get that chair to me ASAP! Was told they would have it to me by lunchtime......2pm comes along and I get a phone call.....this is when I find out they DON'T HAVE the chair!!!! Isn't that some wonderful customer service?

So, now the SUCKY vendor has the chair "on order." Supposedly I'll have the chair on Tues or Weds.....this is only costing me an additional $400 in lost wages! I'm seriously considering having a chat with a lawyer.....

There is light at the end of the tunnel, though.....I'm pretty sure it's not a train....I should be back to work in the nearish future. I can't believe how much I miss my job! I miss leaving the house, being out in public, wearing clothes (as opposed to wearing my jammies all day).....I miss having an answer to "what's new with you?"

So, what's new with you?