Bone Update

Well, the flight was a success. We were able to get E upgraded into business class for her return flight, and I had an email that she had had a good flight and was on her way back to her house. The plans are changed and she's scheduled for evaluation and possibly surgery today instead of tomorrow. So perhaps more plans tonight.

The insurance company is again creating angst...saying that she must stay over there until her treatment is completed. Meaning follow-ups (xrays once or twice) and physical therapy. They don't want to pay for it back here. So they don't care if she rots away in between, missing school here and being too late in the year to enroll in anything over there.

This is just an outrage. I can't even believe the amount of money her parents had to pay for this program and where did it all go? Sure, the first set of plane tickets and maybe they paid for her visa? But surely that didn't cost as much as they paid. WE support her, they didn't give us a dime ..? If I were to do this again, I am not sure I'd use the same agency again, although the one she signed up with is independent of the one we use here (they are 'partners') but as far as I know the agency here is doing nothing to try to help out on their end. In fact, our rep was talking as if she thought she might not be able to get back in, and she didn't really seem to care!

In other news, I was unable to find the pictures of my new dog Zelda (Molly with her haircut, don't get excited) to post but I'll keep looking. Megan is sleeping at a friend's house, which I wasn't crazy about because of Nationals being two weeks away and the fact that this will be the first important meet of the year for which she will be ::knock wood:: well (aside from States last weekend, but that wasn't supposed to be a 'big meet' for her). Brian is getting ready to go to his church class, and then he has baseball practice. After that, he must spend hours putting together a notebook for his art class, which he has known about for weeks but somehow thought it was due at the end of the marking period. Every night I would remind him to work on it and every night he woud stall. So now it has caught up to him, because the teacher suddenly called for them to be turned in tomorrow.