You know how they say Mondays might as well go to the shitter? Well, yesterday, was my Monday! We couldn't find out if we are having a boy or girl which made me upset. But the fact we didn't find out wasn't the reason it was a bad day. I was told my last visit that I would get a 16 week ultrasound my next visit...and I didn't. Dr. Jones just listened to the heart beat, asked me how I was doing, and that was it. I found the appointment a little pointless when she had just checked that stuff a week and a half prior to this appointment when I had to go to the ER for possible contractions. I was taken to the labor and delivery floor, was checked out, was fine, was told to call Dr. Jones that following Monday, and I was sent home. So nonetheless, I thought this appointment was pointless ALTHOUGH we did get to hear out little peanut's heart beat.
The ladies at the checkout then told me they usually don't do an ultrasound at the 16 week appointment. That's not what they told me last visit. They even checked "ultrasound" on my appointment card. So I was more upset at the fact we couldn't even see our baby than not finding out whether it's a boy or girl. I can wait for that. Then of course, I sat at the checkout counter longer than I sat at my appointment which was a load of horse crap. My Medicaid had gone through but it wouldn't cover my first 2 appointments that I had which was another load of horse crap because I was told it was going to cover all maternity even my first 2 appointments although I wasn't on Medicaid at that time. It was just frustrating.
We then had to go to the Medicaid office and ask them what I needed to do about income since the sheet said I needed proof of income from September 1st to October 31st through Lizard's Thicket...when my last paycheck there was August 18th. They told us I needed to go to Lizard's Thicket and get proof that I no longer worked there which I find ridiculous when Medicaid could look up that I worked there and had been getting paid from them but couldn't look up that I was no longer working there or getting paid through them. Flippin stupid! OR that I could just go apply for unemployment. We went to Lizard's Thicket and of course, that didn't go well because of course they could care less! But that's ok, I left there because of harassment and no one did anything about that so I'll make sure I tell corporate that when I have to go up there and get proof that I no longer work for them because I KNOW I'll have to eventually get them to let Medicaid know I no longer work there ALTHOUGH I applied for unemployment. It surprisingly didn't take long for me to apply for unemployment though.
So after I applied for unemployment, I went BACK to the Medicaid office and sat there while a bunch of idiots gathered around the counter to ask questions all at once when they're too blind to read all FOUR signs hanging up that says, "please sign in, flip your sheet upside down, and someone will get to you ASAP." Of course they didn't wanna do that because they all think they're problems or more important than others. Urghh! Pisses me off! So we sat there and waited for someone to take us to the back so I can log-in into the unemployment website to prove to them that I don't work! Good Lord! A snooty woman wanted to cock an attitude with me when I was correcting my name for her. My name isn't Maria Simmons, lady! It's Mariah Simons! Sound it out if you have to, it's not THAT hard! So instead of us going back there like we were supposed to, she just scanned everything so I swear on the life of french toast that come December 14 when the deadline is due to turn in all that info that she scanned and they didn't get it and take me off of Medicaid, I'm gonna go in and raise hell! So stupid!
Then of course, I pick Dakota up from school and take him to Physical Therapy and he was a demon child from hell! I won't even get into that one! Urghh! Then we come home and my phone AND my laptop decide not to work. Not to mention that everyone wants to bring me down about finding out whether or not my child is a boy or girl. So I just threw everything, said, "screw this!", and just buried myself into the covers and hid the rest of the night. Didn't want anyone to talk to me or touch me. Not even TC. I was kinda glad my phone was messed up so I wouldn't have blown up at everyone who was blowing up my phone.
So nonetheless, I had a shitty day! And everyone can say it's because I didn't find out what my child was and call me a brat or even say it's my pregnancy hormones...but none of that was the reason I had a bad day! It was the fact that I had to run around like a chicken that got its head cut off JUST to prove that I don't work! That, and dealing with stupid ass people all day who think I need to stop my life for them! Umm no no no, that's not how it works sorry! Urghh!
BUT! I feel so much better today! Lol! And I feel A LOT better now that I got all of that off my chest! Lol...now I'm watching Toy Story with Dakota and doing some work. Hope everyone has a great day and Happy early Turkey Day! :)