Jun. 7th, 2024

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  • My mom is supposed to have surgery June 25 (a date she booked in February because that's how far out the surgeon's schedule is full). This week, for a series of reasons that are not the fault of the surgeon or his team, it seems she'll have to be rescheduled to ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ date in the future.
  • My kid is on a medication that (a) can't be refilled but has to have a new scrip issued every time it runs out; (b) can't have a new scrip until like T minus two days before it runs out; (c) normally takes at least a day, sometimes longer, to refill, so if you do the math you see that the margin is razor-thin and sometimes there's a gap; and (d) is at the moment the subject of a national shortage. So we couldn't even ask for the next scrip until, like, Monday; Tuesday the pharmacy got the prescription and said they couldn't fill it because they were out, and they'd be able to say by Thursday when they expected to have a further supply; Thursday they said nope, we don't know when it's coming and none of the other network pharmacies have any either. Spent half of Thursday calling the prescribing physician, out-of-network pharmacies, insurance member services, etc. etc. and, long story short, this morning the kid took his last dose of last month's prescription and his dad picked up the new one on his way home from dropping him off at school. (Fun times are when you get a text from your spouse that simply reads "i've got the stuff.") I am now exhausted and also my innards are pretty turbulent.
  • Exactly one person at my job is throwing their weight around in a manner that is making my team's life more complicated for no real (as far as we can tell) reason; given that our lives have already been unpleasantly complicated for the past eight or nine months by other circumstances that happen to be beyond that individual's control, the extra unpleasantness is - well, extra unpleasant.
  • Partly as a means of dealing with some of the unpleasantness, I ordered an electric kick scooter to make my commute a hair less unpleasant. It shipped on May 28 and it wasn't until almost the day it was supposed to be delivered that I noticed it was going to be delivered to Chicago, a city where I don't live, rather than to the city where I do live. I got hold of the vendor (finally; not super responsive to their email, and their voice mail box is perpetually full, so I had to keep calling a number three time zones away until someone actually answered) before FedEx actually did the delivery to the wrong address, but then I had to wait for it to be shipped all the way back to the sender before they could repackage it with a new tracking number and start it on its journey to me. (I bought a refurbished item at a significant open-box discount, so they couldn't or at any rate wouldn't unless they absolutely had to simply send me a new package while waiting for the return of the original one.) That took two more days, but the thing is finally on its way to my address and scheduled to land next Tuesday.
  • Meanwhile a clothing order I placed in April that said it would be ready to ship at the end of May never did ship at all, and the vendor didn't respond to at least two, maybe three queries, so I had no qualms about opening up my credit card statement and reversing the hell out of that charge. This is a thing you can do online without ever speaking to a single soul or any of their voice-activated menus on the phone, and I highly recommend it. You don't have to eat the cost of someone not shipping you something you'd already paid for. Obviously don't do this if you haven't tried other methods of resolving the issue, but no product and complete radio silence? Yeah they don't get to keep your money.
  • Shoe stretcher I bought to de-blister some shoes that fit (legally) but rub on a Particular Spot are en route. New type of lotion I'm optimistic about for my desk at work is en route. Restocked tissues and seltzer for my desk at work where I'll apparently be spending twice as much time as I've been doing. Kid will stay medicated without a gap. I think it's all under control for the moment.

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