Update of the Day: Maybe just a tiny little trace hint of ketones in my urine this morning.
So, I finally get semi-industrious last night, and try to go install the water filter I bought like 2-3 weeks ago. The primary thing for which I borrowed James’ cordless drill/driver. I clear out all the cleaning supplies, trash bags, etc., out from under the sink, and worm and maneuver myself up under and into there to get at the hoses running from the cold water valve to the faucet. After all this contorting and work, I discover . . . the hose is larger than the one that came with the filter. Like, 1.5x the size. Thus, to my dismay, the filter I bought . . . yeah, totally won’t work with the plumbing for my kitchen sink in my apartment.
Now, the reason I bought the under-sink in-line filter, was because the sink itself is really shallow, and the faucet head arcs out in a very low arc, giving maybe 7 inches, if that, of clearance between the bottom of the faucet and the sink. I’d originally planned on just an on-faucet filter, but if I go with one of those, I’ll lose around an inch to an inch and a half of clearance, on something that’s already a small space. I suppose I could replace the entire faucet assembly, but that’d be a lot more work than I’m comfortable with right now, would run a much higher risk of being noticed by the complex . . . and I think I’d still have to come up with some sort of adapter or something to go from the weird size of tubing from the valves to the faucet. Oh, and it’d cost a lot more money.
So, I don’t know, maybe I’ll have to go with a filter pitcher or jug or something. Not really happy either way. If Midland water wasn’t so terrible, I wouldn’t care so much.
Called Dr. Doctor’s office this morning, to try to get her to pick up the ball she – or someone – dropped and get my damn prescription sorted out with the insurance company and pharmacy so I can start the treatment I apparently need. Haven’t heard back yet. I’m going to give them another 10 minutes or so, and call them again if I haven’t heard anything. And then every 2 hours until 1, at which time I’ll start calling every hour if they haven’t taken care of it. Ridiculous crap.
So, finally, Dr. Doctor said to come in and see her, briefly, she wouldn’t charge me. I went in for an 11:10 a.m. visit. Waited about 5 minutes, then got in to see her, spent slightly more than 5 minutes on the phone (she kept saying if it took more than 5 minutes she was going to charge me for a visit, and said she was watching the clock). She griped at me for being impatient with her staff, then apologized to me. Supposedly the pre-approval is taken care of, and I should be able to get the actual script filled now.
Link of the Day: Geocities to (finally) close. – Amusingly topical, as I decries Myspace as Geocities 2.0 on Twitter today, and apparently that’s the funniest thing since suicidal clowns.
Spam of the Day: “Prepare for every possibility” – Uhm . . . how, precisely?
Quote of the Day: “Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is a little voice at the end of the day that says… I’ll try again tomorrow.” – Anonymous