The art of humility

Over the last few weeks, since my surgery, as I have been forced to stay off my foot the majority of the day, I have learned a valuable lesson in humility. I have always been a do-it-myself, independent woman. Over the last three and a half weeks, I haven’t been able to do… well, not very much. I went back to work two weeks ago, with the understanding that my foot has to be elevated for at least fifteen minutes every hour. All of this has reigned in my ego.

Not only have I had to rely on other people to fix my food, get me water, and pain medication, I have had to have help putting on my clothes, going to the bathroom, taking a shower, climbing the stairs, and getting situated in bed. I am so very grateful for all the help that my family and friends have given me.

I have always had a problem accepting help. I don’t want to say that I feel like it’s charity… It just makes me feel like I have no control of myself, I suppose. It makes me feel weak. It makes me feel incapable. I have had to ask for help… straight up, verbally,  ASK for help… Not beating around the bush hinting that “it would be nice if… but I don’t want to trouble you just because I need to go to the bathroom” asking. It has been an eye opening experience for sure. I think the internal struggle within me stems from my shyness. I am happy to say that I am getting better about that.

Ah, the things we do to be pain free… eventually.

So, as I sit here reflecting over the last nearly four weeks of recovery, I can honestly say that this foot surgery has been the most painful, challenging experience that I think I’ve ever had as an adult. Seriously! I don’t think even childbirth was this bad. I deal with pain pretty well, but WOW! I’m sure it’s probably because it’s a foot, after all. I’m thinking that it will all be worth it if I can eventually walk without pain anymore.

 

My lovely daughter having a movie night with me.

 

 

My daughter, bless her heart, gave up an evening to have a movie night with me. She brought me a chocolate milkshake and we watched Hocus Pocus, the movie. I had never seen it. I know, I know… I’m probably the only one who hasn’t. It was cute, and dramatically, wonderfully cheesy. I loved it.

 

 

I have had a little bit of fun through all of this though. I have never used one of those electric motor carts at the grocery store. I got to use one at Costco, and it was so much fun! That made me pretty happy. I just wish that it went quite a bit faster!

 

 

What I’m trying to explain here is this…  It is okay to accept help when you need it. It is okay to feel like you don’t have it all together all the time. People feel the urge to help others. LET THEM. Not only is it good for you to receive the help, it is good for other people to provide it. Let people have the opportunity to provide a service to their fellow men and women. We need to feel needed.

So, what are you going to do to help someone today?

 

 

Time for a check up

I had foot surgery last week to correct a painful bunion. I’ve had my share of surgeries. Granted, none that were life threatening, but surgery all the same. I used every hour of vacation I had to be able to fix my foot so that I can, hopefully, walk without pain once again.

I’ve had almost a week to sit and think about so many things. My foot, obviously, is one of my biggest subjects of deep thought… along with my finances.

As painful as my recovery has been, I am appreciative for the opportunity to sit back and regroup.

The Bunion Debacle

Even the surgeon marks the foot to be operated on to ensure a good outcome.

I’ve decided to make October another spending freeze month.  Besides the fact that I’m condemned to a boot for the next four to six weeks, I don’t feel like going anywhere, and I’m too tired to do anything…. including shopping online. Speaking of tired, let’s take a time out while I take a nap. Seriously.

One of my main reasons for another spending freeze should be pretty obvious. Doctor’s bills. Funny thing about health insurance… Sure, it helps pay for medical costs, but you’ll still end up paying out the nose for surgery. How ironic that our insurance year restarts in October, just three days before my surgery. Say goodbye to all of the deductible I have paid in. It’s also so sad that my benefits changed. My deductible went up by a thousand dollars. Our open enrollment event happened, and my medical insurance almost didn’t happen. The only thing that saved my finances at all was the hospital calling to pre-authorize my medical coverage. It was discovered that a glitch occurred in the rollover of my insurance information. The only coverage I had was for prescriptions. WOW. Needless to say, I freaked out and made a barrage of phone calls to multiple people to try and get things straightened out in time for my surgery, which was happening in two days. Thankfully, human resources pulled through, and my coverage was restored in tact, and in time. I am very fortunate, and thankful for my surgery. (I think… So, so painful!)

I will be making arrangements for a payment plan for my out of pocket costs for my surgery. That makes sense. My spending freeze will be most helpful. Reevaluating my monthly budget will help me achieve my goals.

May I suggest to ALL of you, to connect with your insurance providers and make sure your coverage is good. Had I not had my upcoming surgery, I possibly would not have known about the glitch for months. I have prescriptions that I get every month, which would have been covered, HOWEVER, if a medical problem had happened, I would have been left owing much more money, with nothing to be done about it.

TIME FOR A CHECK UP!