Start of a new week. And time to get the PA's (prior approval) squared away. We have a lot of research to do with that one. It may be just certain insurance companies, or certain states, but I need to check to find out how many people are going to be affected.
Interesting as another step along the way. More bloody mucus. The small capillaries in the lungs are complaining about some of my deep coughing. There's a breathing tool they give you in the hospital after surgery to help keep you from getting pneumonia. It's green, you blow into it and it is supposed to stir up any mucus accumulating in the lungs so you can cough it up. It does work and I'm using it, but obviously not often enough. And it's great fun, because the thing is called affectionately "the pickle". Imagine telling people, "I gotta go now because I have to use my pickle". It 's bad enough they think I'm nuts because of all the characters running around in my head, but now I'm playing with a pickle.
Now I have all kinds of phone calls to make so I must run (oh, that was a stupid comment. I can't run any more) I must toddle off to the office and my phone.
Allison
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