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December 31, 2004
New Years Eve
I hate New Years Eve. I cry every year because I have such hopes that the next year will be better than the craptastic year we just survived. Add killer cramps and it's a great time. I don't know how my husband puts up with me. I'm Mrs. Crankypants all the time it seems.
Right now all I can think about it is the cost of fertility treatments. We both have decent jobs but I don't know how much further we can go before the finances run out. Our insurance doesn't cover any medication, which was already over $100 per cycle, and if we do injectables will be closer to $1-3K. Plus it only covers $2000 per calender year on everything else. I'm thinking of getting a bucket with a picture of my uterus on it and patrolling intersections for donations.
On a lighter (somewhat) note, comments overheard at my uncle's funeral:
From my Granddad Dick (my uncle's identical twin brother): "That doesn't even look like him. I should just get in there. As long as no one tickles me I should be ok for a few hours, just get me out before he's buried."
From my Uncle Harry to my granddad: "You better get some more to eat while you still can!"
From my aunt to my granddad: "Dad, come here and take a picture with me so that when you die I have something to put on that board with all the pictures."
Posted by jlraynes at December 31, 2004 07:15 PM
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