Medical records have begun to arrive for the appeal. They include some insulting ass-covering efforts by the surgeon, which I cheerfully found and annotated in my second look thru them..... wearing a cute pink turtleneck I can now wear. As revenge.

Tonight a phone conference with number one son. Monday we mail what we have to Ms. Ashley, and we are sure she will agree that we also need the nursing notes and list of meds given.... I am gonna need a lot more retail therapy!

~S~