Mutti Chronicles

Eventually I have to lower the amount of fat in my diet. So I decided to try this fat-free thing for lunch yesterday. I believe they should call it flavor-free instead of fat-free. I made a grilled cheese sandwich with low fat bread and fat free cheese, a slice of tomato and onion, and fat free margerine.

Low fat bread tastes like cardboard and fat-free cheese does not melt that well. All together it wasn’t terrible, but a ladle full of gravy and some salt would greatly improve it.

That is all!

I almost forgot the bowl of whole grain, fat free cereal I had for breakfast. Not bad, but not very filling either.

Yes….today was Mutti’s first day back at driving. It was good. I drove all over the place just for the heck of it.
I didn’t run into any obnoxious drivers until I got to rehab this afternoon and three people tried to crash into me in the hospital parking lot. But don’t tell Father, cuz I was driving his car.

I think car designers should put some sort of padding on the belt that goes across your chest area. The one in my car hits my scar at just the wrong spot and occasionally it hurts a lot. I guess that wouldn’t really work cuz then the seat belt won’t recoil. Bummer.

That is all!

That would be the sound of Mutti eating her own words. The employer has decided to grant my request for a leave of absence. Unfortunately after a month of not being there, I don’t know if I actually WANT to be there anymore. We’ll see. That is all!

My employer finally called me the other day. But not to ask how I’m doing or if I’m ok. Rather they called to ask why they haven’t gotten their big wad of forms back yet. Half of them anyway, I sent back the first half already. I said I had delivered them to the doctor but I really didn’t have any control over when the doctor would forward them on. Then I decided to call the doctor and see for myself. The office person told me the “wad” was “sitting in his inbox” and as soon as he got around to it he would sign them. I inquired when that might be. She replied with a cheery voice that she did not know because the doctor had been in surgery saving lives for a few days. I thought this was an excellent answer and I wanted to call “Brad” at my place of employment and give him the same answer. He said he was “doing me a favor” as it is because my wad of forms was overdue by 2 days. Well I wanted to tell Brad something that is totally unprintable here, but I didn’t.

Note to my employer: try a little compassion…it works better than intimidation.

Good news! The bill has arrived for Mutti’s unfortunate surgery. A one day total of $35,700.00. This does not even include the trip to the ER and other miscellaneous doctor appts. But still it doesn’t outdo Aaron at about $52,000.00 for his unfortunate surgery.
So I’ve started cardiac rehab. Yes it sounds like some sort of drug addiction program. My case manager, Nora, (yes, I have my own case manager) is part cheerleader, part nurse, and part personal trainer. We learn how to do exercises, and I’ll be going to health classes. There we’ll be learning about the heart and how to eat better for your heart. Actually it’s not to o bad, the time goes by fast and everyone is really nice. My puter is about to overheat…going now.

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