Just in time.

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I didn't end up going to bed exactly at the time I suggested.  Not even close.  I didn't go down until... after 4:00~7:00 or so.  I have a lot on my mind.  I woke at a good time, considering.  Or at least as I count things.  Initially, it was merely for the call of nature.  But realizing that I had a major event hanging over my head, I couldn't get back to sleep.  Even though it was early enough to make some calls, it was just on the fringe between enough and not enough time.  I couldn't go back to sleep.  It took bit to wake up, though.

Then for a marathon of calls, at least for me.  To the V.A., then to a program adviser there, which didn't work out and I was given a different number entirely, outside of the V.A. program.  So, I called that number and was told, rather than just suggested, that the V.A. will fill the scripts sent in by outside doctors for vets.  No waiting for a return call that never seems to happen.  Yeah, I know, busy.  Whatever.  So I then called my doc's office.  I told them to just fax in the scripts.  And gave them the second number, outside the V.A., to call if anything in the process failed or they needed other help.  I don't think my doctor's office wants to do anything any more than the V.A. wants to work with them.

I was told the prescription(s?) would be faxed today.  I will call in on, say, next Tuesday to see if the medicine is on the way.  If it goes through I may be getting a call before then, for shipping.  And after that call, within a week, I should have a bright shiny supply of insulin.  If it doesn't go through, one or two more attempts.  But it's looking like I am a person non grata all around.  Which is fine.  I'm used to that.  I just have to work it out, I am used to this.

Oh, and I found a system that will allow me to trust to add meat to my freezer again, at least some.  It is on the way.  I need to finish cleaning the freezer today, and a pot that... well... it's been rough lately, and...  I'm not sure if the pot of food is worse than the freezer, but I better get to it quickly.  Dang bachelors, damn kids, and all that jazz.  Later.