A few months ago I applied for federal disability, SSD. From what I’ve heard, their determination can take five months or more. I’m now running out of rent money. In fact I only have funds for one month left. I figured I’d apply for Medicaid through the state’s DSHS. They said I may be eligible for the ABD (Aged, Blind & Disabled) Program. I saw their psychiatrist who diagnosed me with severe clinical depression and mild anxiety. I’ve now been approved for Medicaid which makes me eligible for the state’s HEN (Housing & Essential Needs) Program. I’ll call them Monday to make an intake appointment. Hopefully they’ll come through with help for my rent & utilities and other items like toiletries. Things are starting to look up. I’m glad these social programs are in place. Can you imagine, though? Walking around with a disabling issue and not receiving treatment for it? Makes you wonder how many homeless wanderers are out there who are undiagnosed with depression, anxiety, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia and a host of other neurological and psychological disorders.
Won’t be long now. I hate these extremely uncertain times, that heavy feeling in your chest when you fear something dire is about to happen. It’s like being on death row – you know what the ultimate destination is yet still hope for a reprieve. I wonder if this is how millionaires feel when they invest all their money into one company hoping the investment will make them richer. The anxiety must make them bite their nails down to the cuticles. I’d hate to be the guy in Las Vegas who’s spending all his rent money to get more money that will take him through a few more months of rent. I hate these worries. If this holiday season has a silver lining, I haven’t seen it yet.
I’m trying my best not to put up negative or depressing posts. Believe me, right about now, I feel like just sitting in a corner for days without eating. I found this cute little gadget from aBowman.com. He’s a pretty talented creator.
I must say, it’s been fun watching the Seattle Seahawks this season. They’re 4-0 now, technically 8-0 if you count the pre-season. There’s one player I especially like, Richard Sherman. I affectionately call him “The Clown” but it’s all in good fun. He does take football seriously but, at the same time, seems to be having a blast doing it. I’d like to spring for a Seahawks t-shirt but, being unemployed, I can’t spend money like that right now. Hopefully they’ll know that I’m rooting for ’em. Go Hawks!
I’ll be going on tour soon. What band am I currently in, did you ask? None, really. I’ll be having a book tour of Wetland and Other Stories that should last about a month. Hopefully I will get me some sweet reviews and, even better yet, purchases of my first book. It’s the dilemma of modern authors today. You can’t just sit back and let the small press publicize your book. Those days are over. You have to roll up your sleeves and take the bull by the horns yourself. Yes, it’s very tiring and time consuming, but it comes with the writing territory. I wasn’t expecting it, but it’s all good. Whatever’s clever, right?