Yeah – I know. Trang and I arrived home on Saturday, August 16th, and I haven’t written a word. Shame on me!
My life has been filled with bureaucracies lately. Trang will be in grad school at the University of Texas-Pan American . For me, it was interesting to navigate through the maze of procedures necessary to enter school. Though I used to work there, I hadn’t experienced the bureaucracy from the standpoint of a student or parent. It was (is?) daunting.
Example. I went to the Payments and Collections Office to pay the tuition. After waiting in line for an hour, the nice lady behind the glass asked me the account’s balance. I hadn’t the slightest idea. It turns out that in order for me to pay, I had to have Trang with me – unless she was a minor. I should have lied and said she was, but at least the nice lady told me I could pay online. I went home, had Trang log on to her account, and I paid.
Some bureaucratic nightmares never go away. You may remember my rant about my mother’s application for Medicaid. I thought all was finished when she was accepted last month.
It seems it was retroactive only until March, meaning she still has a bill of over $6,000 at the nursing home.
It never ends.
I’ve returned from Việt Nam just in time for high school sports to begin – the major source of my photography work. I’ve been busy shooting sports and writing cutlines. That is fun work, though.
Finally, some difficult news. I have two older sisters, the younger of the two recently diagnosed with a very aggressive cancer. In the back of our minds, we all expect the call in the middle of the night telling us a parent has died – but not a sibling. I’m trying to digest the fact that my 92 year old mother with advanced Alzheimer’s hangs on to life, while my vigorous sister will be gone in six months or less.