Over and beyond the insurance issues:

I took Dennis in for his follow-up today. That, in itself, was good. The fistula has closed, we could get rid of the trach, and they gave me better treatments for the open wounds.

FAST FORWARD...I made a wrong turn in Baltimore trying to get home...........God forbid, anybody who has ever been to Johns Hopkins knows how simple that is. Dennis started throwing his hands around, (I'm surrounded by 4 lanes of traffic), After asking his directions several times (granted, I'm trying to read lips during all of this) I finally pulled over, and he promptly pulled out his writing board and told me to "F^ck You".....He was pissed b/c I couldn't find our way out of Baltimore. I tried to tell him that I was lost, was sorry, and wouldn't go any further until he helped me. He took the message board and shoved it in my face. I have the bruises to prove it.

At this point, I wandered around, finally found Bowie, and reported it to our home care nurse.

I can't do this. I've been here............I've fought for everything that he has. This week makes 20 years that we've been together, but , damn..............when is he not responsible for some of this?

Love,
Mandi