My birthday is coming up. One week from today. This thought truly did not occur to me until my mother called this week and asked if she could come down next Friday and cook dinner for me. (I totally refused. Or...not.) I mean, I guess I knew that October was coming up, and with it my birthday, and then Bryan's...but the only happiness this caused in my brain was the knowledge that we are one month closer to getting this year the hell over with and hopefully moving on to bigger, better, more employed things in the year 2010. (I actually told Zoey this week that I can't wait for her to turn three. Her birthday is December 8 and do you know that, at that point, we will be 23 days away from the end of the year?)
But anyway.
I was manning the recovery room yesterday when I got to thinking that birthdays mean renewing of medical licenses...and don't you usually get a reminder thingy in the mail, like, four weeks before your birthday? I didn't get one this year! Oh yeah...because we moved. So after settling in yet another post-colonoscopy patient I got on the internet and did a little research as to how I could renew my license online.
Washington, of course, does not have an online renewal option.
So, to the backdrop of someone farting REALLY LOUD in the background, I sat on hold for forever and finally got ahold of Tom at the Washington State Department of Health and explained my dilemna. Could I mail my payment in now? (*Loud, trumpeting fart in the background*) No, it wouldn't be processed in time. (*Long, low sad-sounding fart from bed #3*) What were my options? (*Bubbles. Lots and lots of tiny, musical bubbles*) Oh, you can drive down to Tumwater and renew it in person. And by the way, the cost has gone up from $70 to $90. (*What sounds like the loudest, most high-pitched, rivaling-any-old-man fart in the whole world*)
So next week, on my day off, I will be giving myself the gift of sitting in traffic to be the first one at the Department of Health in Tumwater (still not clear on where that is, exactly) where I will renew my nursing license in person, hand over a check for $90 (NINETY. DOLLARS. Do not even get me started on the $550 we have to come up with to renew Bryan's license three weeks after mine.) AND fill out a change of address form so this little problem doesn't crop up again next year.
I am not sure how this little matter of renewing my license fell off my organizational radar when we moved here in March. I am generally much more on-the-ball than this. I must be getting old.
3 comments:
Oops. Cut yourself some slack--with the things you've been thru in the past year I can see how you forgot. (and the fart/phone thing...hilarious!)
Hmm. Perhaps you could have pulled the "I can't leave the house I have IBS SOOOOO frickin bad these days.." routine? And geez, I mean, get it together..how did renewing your license slip off your list?? Right. 'Cause there was nothing else you've been busy doing!! Hang in there!
Oh, I hear ya...J is going to be maintaining his Mass license as well so we can 'vacation' on the Vineyard while he works in the ED...I couldn't believe all the things we had to shell out for to make him fully licensed...but I guess when you're talking about the issuing of narcotics they want to be all official or something?
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