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Omega Cube300R Juicer

Published July 10, 2018 by lynn k scott

I have purchased a new juicer to aid in healing my cancer naturally.  I currently own a standard, auger juicer, but through research, a quality, masticating juicer is recommended.  The throw-away pulp is actually dry instead of wet.  More nutrients are extracted from the vegetables and fruits.

Part of my diet change is consuming more vegetables, especially greens.  Until I am 100% used to vegetables on their own, I will be using a few fruits to balance out the flavor.  My health is in God’s hands, but I need to make an effort to make my body healthy inside and out.

I have given up red meat and pork.  I will have a little fish and chicken/turkey here and there.  Minimal milk products; mostly plant based milks instead.  I will be consuming more raw food as well as baked vegetables.

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After watching a video review of this particular juicer, I was hooked.  I have limited counter space and even less space between the counter and shelves.  This is the perfect, somewhat compact item for my needs.

I chose to order it from Bed Bath and Beyond.  There was a computer error that said it was eligible for a discount (and it wasn’t).  Luckily, I had proof what their website said, emailed it over and received the discount.  Additionally, I started the purchase through Ebates and received cash back on this purchase.  All in all, my savings was over $50.  I couldn’t be unhappy about that, right?

I’m excited for the juicer to arrive, which should be in two days.  I have plenty of produce on hand to give it a good trial run.  If you are interested in this product, you can visit the Omega website for more details.

Bottom’s up…here’s juice in your eye!

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Cancer Journey: Part 14

Published June 21, 2018 by lynn k scott

After yet another phone call with Sutter Health, my oncology referral to Sacramento was denied.  The reason is the doctor is limiting her practice.  They referred me back to Vallejo.  I lived in Vallejo for eight years.  It’s gotten progressively worse and we moved away from that cesspool over six years ago.

I will be getting to see a native-English speaking doctor.  However, she is only in Vallejo one day a week, because her primary office is in a better city.   Colored me surprised…

I tried to make the appointment yesterday, only to be told the new patient coordinator was already gone for the day.  What?  It was 2:15 p.m.  Must be nice.  I left a voicemail that I needed to make an appointment and asked her to return my call.

Now, I tried to schedule an appointment with this provider three months ago.  They were unable to accommodate my schedule and Valerie, the coordinator, either hates her job or believes she is above us poor cancer patients.  I had the displeasure of dealing with her again.

Conversation starts with her calling me back and asking how she could help me.  Ummm…I know I left a message regarding booking an appointment (you know…you’re job – but I didn’t say that).  So, we had to start from scratch.  She never bothered to look for my referral before calling me back.  She had the wrong address (even though I corrected it last time we spoke and it was on the referral).  She didn’t like my exasperated tone.  She kept telling me to stop yelling at her.  At that point, I wasn’t.  However, after the third time she said it, and I told her she was part of the problem, she said, “did you just hear yourself?”

It was then I asked for her supervisor.  I wasn’t going to tolerate her crap a second time around.  Even my coworker, who could hear everything, and knows I wasn’t initially yelling, said, “I can’t believe how much trouble they are causing you.”  See, it’s not just me.  Part of the biggest obstacle of seeing a provider is their staff.  I finally raised my voice at Valerie, didn’t want to make a liar out of her, requested her supervisor and muttered a few not-so-nice words.  Ooops…she heard me…oh well…

Spoke to the supervisor and she starts to tell me that the doctor doesn’t go to the city I live in.  Umm…DUH!  I never said I wanted to see her there.  I knew she was in Vallejo and that’s I was trying to make the appointment.  Valerie couldn’t even get that straight.  We made the appointment.  I was supposed to receive a form to authorize the release of my records.  Three hours later…NOTHING!

I found the form online (which the supervisor should have known it was there).  Completed it, called for the fax number and printed the confirmation that it went through.

So now I sit and wait until my appointment next week.  The only benefit of seeing this doctor is that if I have to have any procedures, I will cross the bridge (same distance as going to Sacramento) and be seen in a better facility, in a better city.

Physicians and their staff need to be held to some sort of standard by the insurance carrier.  Patients need to have a recourse against them and their ‘holier than thou’ attitude.

I admit, I am less-than Christlike in my dealings with the medical community.  I attempt to “behave” for every interaction, yet it rarely plays out that way.  I keep praying for tolerance, but I’m not great at waiting for a response.  I have been “labeled” by my insurance and the providers; almost like a medical blackball.  I’m not giving up and I’m going to raise Cain, Hell and whatever else needs raising til patients are seen as people who need help; attitude be damned!

New Job

Published May 18, 2018 by lynn k scott

In an effort to reduce stress in my life (for a variety of reasons), I have been looking for a new job and I found one!  I have been praying for a new position.  I had been at my previous position for over five years.  While it’s not the longest time, in today’s job market, it’s still considerable.

I left a company that had HUGE turnover (seasonal workers ‘n all) and went to a company where there is just me and another lady in the office.  The entire company has less than 20 employees.  Talk about a difference!

I do have to learn an entirely new industry, but so far it’s not too bad.  Seems I have the most technological information here.  My boss just learned to check his own emails within the past year.  Yea, I said “wow” too.  I’m so used to chaos, reporting to three or four managers, keeping all their stuff straight and keeping up on my own work.

The chaos of my Human Resources (HR) job is now behind me.  Now, I’m an office coordinator/dispatcher.  I still drink coffee, take notes and take all the new information in stride.

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The best part of this job is I believe it’s an answered prayer.  My first day, my co-worker and I were speaking.  She’s a believer in Christ as well.  She told me she believes that she doesn’t follow religion, but a relationship with Him!  That’ what I, and the church I attend, believe.  This position is truly a blessing.

I have put on my HR hat already and assisted with a disability claim.  I’m reviewing their job applications for compliance and ordered some necessary documentation for the office.  I will eventually be putting a benefits program in place for the owner (one of the reasons I was hired).

My commute is 15-minutes shorter; each way.  My hours have changed, but that’s ok.  I am home two hours later every morning.  The furbabies love the new relaxed schedule.  A bonus is I am spending a third less on gas every week too!  This may not been the exact job I was looking for, however, He knew what I needed and led me to my new employer.  For that I am grateful!

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Medical World = STRESS!!!

Published May 18, 2018 by lynn k scott

I have been patiently waiting for my medical insurance to decide whether they would allow a referral to a provider outside the network I am currently enrolled in.  They had 30 days in which to do so.  That’s the equivalent of molasses going uphill, on a glacier, during a blizzard.  I mean really, oncology referrals should take as long as possible because we’re only speaking of a human life.  Shoot…that sarcasm reared its truthful head again.

Even though I have completed chemo, I had no follow-up with my oncologist because she refuses to answer my questions without an appointment.  There wouldn’t be messaging capabilities if we had to make an appointment every time we needed to ask a simple question.  No wonder it takes weeks to make appointments these days.  Sorry, I digress.

It’s been very peaceful with the new job and not having any contact with anyone in the medical industry.  Yet, today, that peace was shattered.  I answered an 800 number.  The good thing is I didn’t have to go through their carrier’s horrendous hell of a voicemail system to return their call.  The unfortunate aspect was I had to deal with someone who doesn’t understand the proverbial, “you”.

While I am far from the best or even compliant patient, customer service representatives need to understand the tone of frustration compared to yelling.  It’s one thing to be sympathetic to someone’s plight of an insurance nightmare.  It’s a completely different to truly be empathetic.  Then, to add insult to injury, tell me I am yelling when I am merely expressing frustration.  There is no doubt when I truly begin to yell.  As my daughter puts it, “New York Mommy” shows up at that point.

It never ceases to amaze me how shocked people are when I say, “you have no idea” and then try to argue the fact with me that they do.  Unless the person that I am speaking with has filed multiple grievances, prepped their children for the “worst case scenario”, begged for help and to see a provider they can actually understand, DO  NOT tell me, “I understand”!!!  It’s unprofessional; to say the least.  Learn the difference between empathy and sympathy; they are not the same.

Am I overly “touchy” where my health care is concerned?  Absolutely!  Having been neglected after surgery, passed around to provider after provider and generally ignored when I insist on being in charge of my care and letting doctors only advise has me extremely “jaded” to most people.

Healthcare is non-existent.  Health profits is what drives today’s medical profession.  Patients die every day.  I truly believe insurance carriers AND providers are facilitators of this because if the patient doesn’t fit in the “acceptable” boundaries, they are discarded; regardless of how much assistance and/or treatment they need.  Nice to know it’s reached the call centers.  The entire system needs a course in compassion!

So ends another medical rant.  Off to pray for tolerance and healing.

Returning to the Gym

Published January 17, 2016 by lynn k scott

I’ve held different gym memberships over the years.  I’ve gone to small clubs and large, pricey, sell you every package and trainer they have gyms.

I recently rejoined Planet Fitness, as one just opened up about half a mile from my house. It’s not a fancy gym with pools, tennis courts or a daycare.  It has workout equipment that allows me to do what I want to do and leave.

One reason I like Planet Fitness is it claims no judgments.  Not sure how true that is, but at least the members who are working out aren’t 100% athletic, looks like they should be in a fitness magazine or intimidate those who are there to better themselves.

Right now, I’m just walking on the treadmill.  I love walking.  I choose to walk at a quick pace and I rarely hold on to the bars.  This way my arms get a small workout too.  I once had a trainer who refused to let me hold onto the bars.  Ok, so I was using it as a crutch back then.  That trainer has stayed in my mind for the last 15 years.  Good trainers are worth their weight in gold.  Sadly, I’m still in pauper status when it comes to hiring one.

My goal is to ease myself back into running.  I desperately miss running and want to continue it.  I’m hoping with the changes in my diet over the last couple years, I won’t have the flare-ups and swelling that I used to have.  I even gave myself a shimmer of hope of retraining for a half-marathon again.  None of my friends run or can understand the want and/or need to run in a half-marathon.  After all, it is a 13-mile run that is physically demanding and takes considerable training.  But one step at a time; literally.

I was half-way through my workout when two ladies decided to use the machines right next to me. Not really an issue, except they started to interrupt my workout.  I am very focused when I work out.  I will exchange pleasantries, but then I expect you to leave me alone so I can concentrate.

These two women were obviously confused as to where they were.  I mean the local coffee house is where you chit-chat about everything under the sun.  If you come to the gym to work out, then do that.  If you want to pretend you’re a hen and “cluck, cluck, cluck” with your other female hen friends, then get it out of your system before you leave the locker room.  I had to turn up my music to drown out their voices.  I seriously considered saying something after my workout, but took the higher road and just walked away.

These ladies had en entire row to choose from, where they could have continued their conversation, without disrupting anyone.  Instead, they chose the back row, where people were focusing and trying to complete their routine.  I think I will choose the next row up next time, because it’s not very popular. All the “cool kids” want the back row, just like if we had returned to high school.  Luckily for me, I just want a nice workout and I could give two flips as to whatever anyone might think of me.  That is one nice part about getting older; you’re not as concerned with public opinion as much.

I will say, I have missed the energy that working out in the morning has given me.  I’m going to have to find a balance during the week with my schedule.  I don’t only want to work out on the weekends.  Maybe I will resume getting up around 4:30 a.m., so I can get a mini-workout in before I get ready for the day.  That is one of the nice things about the gym, it’s open 24/7.

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