WyzWmn's World©

what the hell is it
about life
that allows you
these little teases
about things getting better
and then kicks ya
in the freakin teeth?

don’t get me wrong
there’s lots of stuff
in my life
that is very good
and I’m not complaining
about my life in general…

but periodically
I get frustrated
by my perceptions of fairness

I have this wee dog
who is truly a light
in my life
but because she’s so small
it’s gonna cost me big bucks
to have her spayed
but I’m gonna do it
cos I’m committed to her health

yesterday the VOD surprises me
with a check
for the full amount
for the spaying
How Cool Is That?

so I went to bed last night
feeling rather optimistic
about the state of my life

I wake up at 4 AM
my eyes are in full flare
(I have an eye disease
called Map Dot Fingerprint Dystrophy)
I start socking the medicine
to them at 4
and by socking it in every 15 min
between 4 and 8
I make it to work by 9

I call the opthamalogical surgeon’s office
to find out about the pending eye surgery
(said eye surgery is the same one
people get to stop wearing glasses)

I talk to his MOA
she says that I have to find out
who’ll pay for it
before it can be booked

I call our health plan from work
they don’t cover it
cos they consider it cosmetic
I tell them it isn’t cosmetic
and I don’t care
if I have to wear glasses
till the day I die
I just want the pain to stop

they reiterate
“it’s considered cosmetic
and not covered”

so I call our provincial health office
wait on hold for a full hour
and get to speak to a woman
who says they consider it cosmetic
and therefore won’t cover it

I tell them it isn’t cosmetic
and I don’t care
if I have to wear glasses
till the day I die
I just want the pain to stop

she reiterates
“it’s considered cosmetic
and not covered”

so I get off the phone
and make the mistake
of looking the surgery up
on line
$1000.00 to $1500.00 per peeper

I’m going to have to
take out a personal loan
to get my eye’s fixed
at a time when
I’m as cash strapped
as I’ve ever been in my life.

what the hell
was I thinking
getting excited
about the prospect
of feeling better?

it’s just not in the damn cards apparently.

I lived with a man
that was jealous
of my time on the computer
or of the books I read
so much so
that he’d unplug the modem
when I wasn’t looking
and throw novels in the fireplace
and burn em

I got rid of him

seems I now have a puppy
with the same
way of thinking
she’s bound and determined
to get between me
and whatever I’m doing

when I sit at the computer
she scratches at my leg
and whimpers
till I pay attention
and if I don’t pick her up
she’ll run around
to the other side
and scratch the other leg!

if I try to read a book
she’ll stand between my eyes
and my book
so I can’t read
or try to chew the pages
and just all round be a nuisance
by head butting my face…

jealous little tart!
but I love her
so I won’t get rid of her LoL