Oooh! Today I saw my vocal cords

I saw the ENT this a.m. and he put a long, skinny tube with a camera at the end of it into my nose and all the way down to my vocal cords and trachea! While he was doing this I got to watch the whole thing on a big tv he had wheeled over next to me. Man--medical science is wicked. I got to see where my tonsils used to be and also my soft palate and when he got to the vocal cords he told me to say "Eeee" and I got to watch them vibrate. I cannot tell you how fascinating it was!!! Also he told me to snore and I watched the soft palate vibrate like mad.

So it seems I am indeed a candidate for getting the pillar procedure done. HOWEVER... this is not covered by insurance. They seem to believe that habitual snoring is a cosmetic issue and so I will have to cough up the $1500 fee all by myself. Not happening, at least, not this year. But while he was snaking that long tube through my nose he pointed out that my septum is slightly deviated, and he also pointed out my humongous turbinates. He even had a hard time getting the tube past them! So Option B is that they can shrink down my hideously large turbinates, which is an in-office procedure, covered by insurance, and will also help me breathe better through my nose. Option C is a mask that I can wear while I sleep attached to a machine, but it may not be covered by insurance and also, I will need a sleep study for that. I chose the turbinate procedure for now, and hopefully that might help the snoring a little bit. It's scheduled for April 2.

If not, maybe I'll look into those Australian drops that J. used on her hubby!

I had a great time patrolling on Saturday. I was with this fun deputy whom I'd met a couple of years ago. I remembered him b/c when we met, he called me "Coffy Brown." It wasn't until later that I saw the movie Coffy and got it! But anyway, we had one arrest which was highly amusing, a POM (possession of Marijuana). I will probably ride with this deputy again in a couple of weeks. He does the 7am-3pm shift which is not too bad.

After patrol, I went straight to J.'s house for her fiance's b-day party. I let myself in the back gate where the party was being held in the backyard and someone said to J., "Are you getting raided?" Hardy har har! I had a change of clothes with me so I slipped into something more comfortable, then ate a bunch of chip/dip, hot dog, hamburger, cupcake. I met a lot of people who will also be involved in the upcoming wedding, so that was nice.

Bad tax news: As bad a week as I had last week, you'd think I coulda left well enough alone, right? But no, I had to do our taxes on Friday evening after work. According to TurboTax--where all I do is enter #'s--we owe $737. Too bad I'm not supposed to be cussing during Lent. I don't know how this happened, but I suspect Job #2 has at least something to do with it since they did not take out any taxes. Oh well, that's what the emergency fund is for. And another Mary Kay class got scheduled today, so that'll definitely help replenish the EF.