Nephew, and other updates

I'm told that baby boy Elmo*, aka my new nephew, was born last night and he and his mama are fine. For those keeping score this would be the younger brother of the hobbit child. No word yet on whether or not, like his sister, he is shirefolk.

* Not his real name**
** I hope***
*** Aha! Just found out his name is Spencer Thomas and he was born 9:20pm Pacific, last night =)

I awoke this morning to a back that felt markedly better than it did yesterday, though it's not at 100% yet. I also dropped my car off at the shop and was told I could expect to get it back sometime next week. [sniff] My poor baby. I hope it doesn't get scared being so far from home.

I also heard from Mr. Idiot's insurance company today. Oh they do not like me. Sample conversation:

Her: So here's all the beurocratic hoops I want you to jump through in order for us to think about considering paying your claim.

Me: Actually I already talked with Geico. They're handling the claim, so you're going to need to talk to them.

Her: You did what? No! That's all wrong! You're supposed to claim through us and we'll decide how we want to handle things.

Me: Uh, yeah, not so much. So how's about you give me your information and I'll pass that on to my insurance company -

Her: This is not the way you're supposed to do it! You're doing it all wrong! You are messing up this claim!*

* This is not a paraphrase, she actually said this.

Me: Well I'm sorry but this is the first time I've been hit by a truck. Nobody ever gave me a manual on how I was supposed to handle it.*

* Also not a paraphrase.

Her: No. No. You're going to do this, and this, and this, and that is how we will handle it.

Me: Maybe next time, but for now I've claimed through Geico, they're going to get in touch with you, and that's how it's being done.

Her: No!

Me: Dude, my car is in the shop. The ship on how you wanted this handled has sailed. I get that in your ideal world this would be handled another way, but this is the reality of what's going on.

Her: Well now you're not going to get your deductible back.

Me: Actually if you do your job I'll be getting that back as soon as you pay Geico, so again if I could get your information -

Her: The way you are supposed to do it is -

Me: Ma'am, I was hit by a truck. I had the guy's name and phone number. I did not have the psychic ability to know that he was ever going to call me back and give me the information he was supposed to, so no, I was not going to sit there for a week and do absolutely nothing when I could be working to fix myself and my car. *

* Not a paraphrase

Her: [icily] Well you won't get your deductible back.

Me: I'm prepared to live with that eventuality. Now if I could have your information?

Her: It's encompisheladpolicynumberlkkamninmgglkkdk

Me: Could you repeat that?

Her: [stony silence]

Me. Uh.. huh. And your phone number?

Her: Why?

Me: I'm just funny that way.

Her: 800mumblemingmumble. But don't call us!

Me: Trust me, I won't.

Her: [click]

So yeah, can't imagine why I just had this gut instinct that my insurance company was going to be more helpful to me than his was. Guess I do have some ability to see the future after all. 8)

Insurance update

Because who doesn't love a good insurance story?

Anyway, called Geico on my lunch break to tattle on the rude insurance lady. They assured me I did the right thing and that I wasn't supposed to give her the information she'd been asking for, so it was a good thing I didn't have all my policy info handy because I might have if I did.

Making a long story short the two insurance companies finally hooked up, so things are progressing so I'll get my deductible back. I was also greately amused to get a phone call from Geico one hour later:

Him: "I was talking with someone from his insurance and I want you to be aware that under your state law they're required to pay for XYZ benefits if you want them. The woman I was talking to was giving me a hard time and trying to tell me they don't, but the law in your state requires them to do it."

Me: "A woman who was giving you a hard time about what she was required to do, huh? You know I wonder if you talked to the same woman I did."

Him: "She did mention having talked to you this morning, yeah."

So I'm both bemused and vindicated. And also impressed that Geico called to tell me about those extra benefits, as they had no real reason to. So neat on all counts, really. =)

Umm... eep? Maybe?

Finally heard from my doctor's office regarding the Xrays taken yesterday.

The good news: Nothing is broken. I just have to take it easy for the next week, and keep doing what I've been doing as far as stretching, taking Advil, and not lifting anything over 15 pounds (Poor Mac has no idea why I haven't been hugging him as much.)

The bad news, maybe, kinda, ish: Though nothing is broken, apparently I have a mild form of scoliosis.

...

Um... okay? I actually don't know what that means. I mean I know that it means my spine's alignment is off, and I tried to ask if I was supposed to do anything about it and was told it's too mild and I'm too old for anything to be done but... um? That's a very big and serious sounding word. Do I have a big and serious thing or is it just one of those random weirdnesses?

/me goes to look things up on WebMD

[sniffle]

Slowly getting around to replying to everyone, but I just have to say you guys rock. I was sitting here all worried and eepy and y'all replied in seconds to let me know everything was going to be okay.

Y'all are just too damn cool. Thank you! =)