Archive for April, 2007

sheer sweetness

Why I love being a parent (sincerely): I’m nursing Ben for his first middle-of-the-night feeding. Sean wakes up because his covers are off of him. I go in and cover him back up. I go back to rocking Ben. I sneeze. I hear a quiet, sleepy little voice from across the hallway say, “Bess you, Bobby.” It doesn’t get much better than that.


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Apparently, I work for a radiology company that is ripping off their self-pay patients by using faulty math.

Yeah. I had an argument on the phone today with a patient about MATH. It went something like this:

Patient: I just got a phone call from somebody that said ya’lls mammograms cost $280?! Is that right?
Me: Actually, our digital mammograms cost $225, and if you’re able to pay the full price up front, we give you a 40% discount.
Patient: Well, what’s 40% off of $225?
Me (after a moment of figuring it out on a calculator): That would be $135.
Patient: $135?! Now how’d you get that?
Me: Well, $225 times .4 (or 40%) is $90, so take $90 off of $225 and you get $135. [By the way, I know full well that you can multiply it times .6 and get the exact figure, but do you think I was going to tell this lady that? We would have been going round and round for five minutes on that one.]
Patient: Why are you doing it times 4? I may not be a math whiz, but everybody knows that when you’re doing percentages, you take the percentage and put it on the outside and you divide by the other number, so you should be doing 225 divided by 40, and that’s like 60 or 70 dollars! And you’re telling me you’re gonna charge me 135 dollars for this?! [I know, her math is off…WAY off, on all levels.]
Me: Yes, ma’am, because 225 times .4 is 40% off of $225 and it equals $135.
Patient: But why are you using 4? The way I see it, that’s only 4%! You should be dividing by 40 to do percentages.
Me: Ma’am, what’s half of 225? [By this point I’m attempting to reach her on SOME level.]
Patient: Well, half would be 50%, so that would be 225 divided 50…[mumbling] and that still don’t come even close to $135, so I don’t know where you got that! Did I learn some ancient way to do percentages when I went to high school that they don’t teach anymore? [Um, yeah…HIGH school?]
Me: Ma’am, there are different ways of figuring percentages. You can divide by certain numbers or multiply by certain numbers, but if it’s done correctly, they’ll all come out to the same answer.
Patient: Oh, yeah, well they’ll tell you what they want you to multiply or divide by so they can come up with the higher number when it should be something else and they’ll make us pay more when we shouldn’t be!
Me: Would you like me to put you through to our insurance specialist who can verify the cost of the procedure?
Patient: No, no, that’s all right. I’ll just call my doctor and see if there’s somewhere else I can go.

Gladly! But I can guarantee you, we’ve got the best price around, by far. Not that she’d be able to figure that out.

No offense, but there are some people whose business I really don’t mind us losing. People like this are the ones that either argue about the price of the exam, or they argue about how long they should have to wait, or they argue about how the tech did the procedure, or they argue about how the radiologist read the film. I, for one, don’t mind seeing them pass us by.

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bathtime bible stories

I was giving Sean a bath a few nights ago and he was playing with a little blue whale when all of a sudden he looked at me and said something like, “Big fish wawhoa doah” and then he made a very emphatic spitting sound. My first thought was “Whaat in the world?!” but I instead gave a more motherly response of “Say it again, Sean. Mommy didn’t understand you.” So he says it again, and I finally get that he’s telling me that the big fish swallowed Jonah and then it spit him out again.

It’s one thing to listen to your kid start talking and learning to verbalize his thoughts and wishes, but hearing him tell you about Bible stories takes it to a whole new level. It’s exciting and encouraging, not to mention that he sure was awfully cute imitating the fish spitting out Jonah.

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easter 2007

Need I say more?

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baby lovin’

Ben has this thing with faces. Male, female, smooth, rough–doesn’t matter, he loves to touch them. And he really loves to gnaw on smooth-skinned chins and jawbones. Until he gets that first tooth, I’m taking in all the baby nibbles he can dish out.

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The boys and I took a (much needed) trip out to my mom and dad’s a few weeks ago, and much fun was had by all. With adults outnumbering the kids for once, I actually got rest for three days straight; Ben slept better than he ever has at home (not that he’s bad at home, he’s just never gone for 8 hours here yet like he did there); and Sean played and walked his little heart out. And he hasn’t forgotten the fun yet, either. Every night now since we’ve been back, when he prays and tells God what he’s thankful for he always includes Mimi at least once and Poppy at least two or three times. I just wish they could be here to hear it themselves. So sweet.

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