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By Janet, on September 12th, 2009 Ever since the girls were born, people have asked us, “Who do they look like?” I wasn’t really sure, and in fact was having a hard time seeing a resemblance at all. Part of the problem is that, unfortunately, I just don’t have very many baby pictures to compare with! But recently we dredged up a couple of our own baby pictures, and now I have a definite opinion. Before I tell you what I think though, I figured I’d give you a chance to form your own opinion. So here ya go — baby pictures of Dan and I. But I’m not going to tell you who’s who — at least not yet — because I don’t want to sway your vote. Take a look and post a comment about whether you think the girls look like “Parent A” or “Parent B.” Those of you who knew either of us as a baby will undoubtedly be able to distinguish us easily, but please make sure you don’t give anything away in your post. Parent pictures will be identified later.

By Dan, on September 11th, 2009 Carolyn and Elizabeth will be 4 months old tomorrow, and they’re still doing really well. They probably weigh about 11.5 pounds now, so they’re quickly closing in on tripling their birth weight. Janet and I are hanging in there… She’s back to work full time, and it has been a little hard readjusting to that. Plus, she’s still not really able to sleep for longer than about 3 hours at a time, because she’s got to get up in the middle of the night to pump milk for the girls while we feed them. I’m also getting adjusted to my new life, taking care of the girls during the day and working only in the evenings. I miss geocaching.
Anyway, a few months ago we posted an article titled Four Weeks Of Health Care, in which we tried to estimate the health care expenses that the girls had incurred so far. We hadn’t seen any bills yet, so we really didn’t have a clue; but based on rumors we picked up from the nurses, we guessed it was somewhere between $5,000 to $10,000 per day. Each. That sounds rather ridiculously expensive, right? About what you’d expect? WRONG! We had seriously underestimated. The final results are now in, and the total cost was quite a bit more than the most generous amounts we had been considering.
First of all, the total cost for Janet’s delivery and all the doctor visits throughout the pregnancy came to around $57,000. Valleycare billed $7,000 even though Janet was transferred to John Muir after only a couple hours. The ambulance ride was about $1,300. The delivery itself was $2,800, the epidural was about $1,400, and Janet’s three day hospitalization at John Muir was almost $27,000.
But let’s skip to the really big ticket items — the girls! You’ll recall that Elizabeth was released from the hospital first, after spending 5½ weeks in the Intensive Care Nursery. Carolyn was released a week later, spending 6½ weeks there. Are you ready for this? Are you sitting down? Elizabeth’s hospital bill was $596,000, and Carolyn’s was just over $705,000. In other words, they were running up over $100,000 per week, or $15,000 per day. EACH. Also, the doctor bills for the girls are separate from the hospital bills, and totaled about $20,000 each.
So here’s the bottom line — altogether, having these twins resulted in bills amounting to just over $1,400,000.
Well, except that’s not really the bottom line. First of all, before you get all alarmed for us being buried under a mountain of debt for the rest of our lives, rest assured that Janet and I are responsible people, and so of course we have health insurance. We have a maximum annual family deductible of $2,000, and since there were a few doctor visits in 2008, the total cost we’ve paid (in addition to constantly paying for our health insurance, that is) is about $2,300. All things considered, that’s not so bad.
Furthermore, it has been interesting to note that, in most cases the insurance company has only paid about 50% of the billed amount on each claim — and apparently, the hospital is OK with that. Apparently this is normal for health insurance payments. This means that when we talk about the high cost of health care, we need to be clear that the billed amount is almost never the amount that gets paid, and the actual cost is roughly half that. Even so, half of $1.4 million is still a huge chunk of money.
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If anyone is still reading, be warned that I’m about to climb up on my soapbox for a minute. You see, I have at least a few friends (probably several) who would point to my story and say, “See? This is exactly why we need Obama’s health care reform!” But my feeling is exactly the opposite. Yes, there are instances where insurance companies act despicably and cheat the people they’re supposed to help, but this case is a clear example of the system working fairly well.
Here’s the main problem, which I’ve never heard Obama (or any supporter) address. The number of doctors in the US is growing at a much slower rate than the general population, and the number of nurses hasn’t been growing at all for years. (Some stats I’ve seen predict a 60% increase in the elderly population over the next 15 years, with a 17% increase in the overall population. Unfortunately, the population of doctors is projected to increase only 6% over the same time period.) So even if we do nothing at all, health care is going to be harder and harder to come by. Obama’s plan will immediately inject almost 50 million new patients into the system with no commensurate increase in health care personnel. At the same time, he wants to cut medical fees by dropping Medicare reimbursement rates, which will only serve to encourage many doctors to retire and discourage others from entering the profession, thus making the problem even worse. All this means THERE WILL BE RATIONING, and inevitably it will be the elderly who suffer most.
One more thing… I keep hearing Obamacare supporters saying that there will be no such thing as “death panels” because the term isn’t used anywhere in the bill. Of course words like “death panels” aren’t written into the bill. But because Obamacare will definitely result in a massive shortage of health care providers and make rationing a necessity, it is simply inescapable that at some point, some government bean counter will end up making decisions about who gets their health care authorized and who gets denied — and once you have that, the elderly will always end up getting the short end of the stick. In one fell swoop, the elderly will go from being the group with the most access to free health care to being the group with the least. I hear they’re turning away from the Democratic party in droves these days, and it’s hardly a surprise.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m sad for people who don’t have health insurance. I’d love to find ways of changing the system that would enable more people to get their own private health insurance. It was encouraging to hear Obama finally acknowledge the need to establish better controls on malpractice lawsuits and the obscenely expensive malpractice insurance that doctors must carry — even though, in the same breath, he downplayed the importance of this step. Obama claims his plan will come to the rescue of 50 million people, and that sounds really good and noble — until you realize that it will in fact PUNISH 300 million people, especially the elderly, by lowering the quality and availability of care for everyone.
No thank you!
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Anyone still reading? If so, you may also be interested to check out these insightful and informative blogs by ambassador Alan Keyes and political analyst Dick Morris. I respect Keyes quite a bit, and it saddens me that he can probably never succeed in politics because he’s too good, too honorable, too principled. At times I’ve considered that Morris is so politically savvy that might be the devil himself; but he’s usually spot on with his analysis.
By Dan, on September 10th, 2009 I’ve been conscious of the fact that I haven’t posted any new videos of the girls in several months, but lately I’ve been working on sorting through all the footage we have and editing some things together. Fresh new videos will be posted soon!
What I have to offer today is sort of a hybrid — it’s technically not really a video, just a slideshow of a bunch of my favorite photos of the girls so far. Quite a few of those photos have already been posted here. Still, I liked how this turned out, so I thought I’d share it. Oh and by the way, we have a ton of photos, so it’s about 6½ minutes long, so it may take a while to load. Enjoy!
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By Dan, on August 12th, 2009 As I mentioned last month, it has been much harder to make time to keep this updated regularly now that the girls are both home. As you might imagine, there has been a gigantic impact on our available free time. Even so, a couple weeks ago I did finally get around to designing the birth announcement that we’re sending out. Some are already in the mail, and the rest will be going out soon. If you still don’t have one in another couple weeks, ask one of us! Meanwhile, here’s a preview.

The girls are both doing great, and we’re having a blast taking care of them and getting to know them better. We still don’t know for certain if they’re identical or fraternal twins (and we won’t), but we’re leaning more and more to thinking that they’re not identical. Thankfully, we’re finding it easier and easier to tell them apart even without cues like “this blanket goes with that baby”. Carolyn’s hair definitely seems to be a bit darker and thicker than Elizabeth’s. And it’s hard for us to really put our finger on it, but there seem to be some subtle differences in their faces. I have no idea if these are merely temporary differences in baby cheek fat, or there’s truly some unique bone structure underneath. We’ll find out as they get older, I suppose. At any rate, we’re grateful that we’re not getting them confused all the time.
The one thing that we could be happier about is that they seem to be even more nocturnal than I am! They definitely seem to be more awake (and fussy) at night than during the day. On the plus side, they both seem pretty settled in the 4-hour feeding schedule we’ve got them on. If Janet and I are both home, we’ll both take one and they get fed at the same time. If just one of us is home with them, they might get their feedings one after the other (although Janet has become somewhat adept at feeding both girls simultaneously). Hopefully in a few weeks the doctor will give us the thumbs up to start letting them sleep through the night without having to get them up to feed them. I guess I’m hoping that maybe if there’s no middle of the night feeding, there will be less incentive for them to be awake during all the wee hours of the morning.
Enough words. Here are a few more pictures.
 Carolyn's cozy hooded bath towel
 Clipping Elizabeth's razor-sharp claws
 Happy Dad
 Carolyn
 Elizabeth
By Dan, on August 11th, 2009 I’ve decided that I will occasionally attempt to write up some fun or significant memories from my life. Most blog entries revolve around current events, but there are always some old stories that are worth retelling. Hopefully these will be fun or informative for other people to read. The memories in this entry are primarily about Janet.
The earliest memory that I have of Janet is from my 21st birthday party. My roommates and I had about 30 friends over to our small 3rd floor apartment to celebrate the occasion. Everyone was crowded into just a couple rooms and a tiny balcony — sitting, standing, talking, shouting, playing, laughing, and generally having a fun and noisy time. (Our apartment was actually referred to as The Center Of The Universe, because there was always something happening there.) I had never even met Janet at this point, but she tagged along to my party with a mutual friend.
It was a great party, but to be honest, for some reason I was feeling a little bugged by my girlfriend at the time, and I wasn’t having the greatest night. But I was trying to make the best of things. Then suddenly, rising above all the noise generated by 30 college students crammed into a small apartment, an ear splitting scream rang out from the main room… All other activity instantly stopped and there were a few moments of dead silence, and all eyes turned to behold this terrified looking girl who had leaped up from the floor to perch precariously on the back of the sofa, obviously trying to get as far away as she possibly could from the floor.
That was my first impression of Janet. I had no idea who this girl was or why she was at my birthday party, but there she was, freaking out on my sofa and bringing my rockin’ birthday party to a dead halt. Unforgettable.
 The culprit
What was she so freaked out about? Well, as you might have guessed from the title of this post, Janet has a genuine phobia about snakes. One of my friends was playing with a little wooden toy snake, and when Janet saw it she naturally assumed that a deadly rattlesnake was lunging for her jugular. Note that Janet’s phobia is not precisely the same thing as a fear OF snakes… I mean, she’s not simply afraid of being bitten by a snake or something like that, and it’s not just when there is a snake actually in her presence. No, Janet squirms with real and obvious discomfort merely from seeing a snake in a photograph or on TV. This is not merely an intense dislike of snakes. I think this really is diagnosable as a full blown case of ophidiophobia.
Of course, her irrational fear is most definitely accompanied by an intense dislike (actually hatred) of snakes. When Janet was growing up in Taft, she and her Dad would often drive out to the hills outside town to do some shooting. One of Janet’s most cherished memories is from the time a rattlesnake had the misfortune to cross her path while she was strapped with a .44 Magnum. Yes, that’s the gun Dirty Harry called “the most powerful handgun in the world, and it could blow your head clean off…” I think the way I heard the story was that she emptied all six shots into the snake (doubtless blowing it into several writhing, bloody pieces), then paused to reload before blasting away again.
That incident happened long before I met her so it’s not really one of my memories, but it illustrates the deeply rooted, bloodthirsty abhorrence that Janet has for snakes, and that’s important to understand when reading this next bit. There’s still one more memory I’ll share that involves Janet and snakes. This one happened just last summer on our family vacation. Janet and I were driving out to spend some time in the Eastern Sierras around Mammoth Lakes, and we were making lots of stops to find geocaches along the way. One place we stopped was in a pretty forested area near a nice waterfall, and as we were driving away we spotted a big rattlesnake crossing the road. Now, while I don’t have the same loathing of snakes in general that Janet does, I’m certainly no big fan of rattlers. Geocachers like me are constantly searching under rocks and in rotted tree stumps — prime locations for both rattlesnakes and geocaches.
So when I’m driving my car and a rattlesnake gets in the path of one of my wheels, I’m not gonna stop or swerve. Tough luck, Mr. Snake! Those poison glands mean you’re dangerous (or even deadly), and that means you’re living in Darwin’s world of natural selection — survival of the fittest, baby! When I need to reach my hand into a dark hole to search for a geocache, I remember that I’m on Mr. Snake’s turf, and I make sure to poke around with a nice long stick first. But when Mr. Snake decides to cross the road when I’m behind the wheel of my car, now he’s on my turf, and it’s his poison glands versus my steel-belted radials. The natural order is merciless like that.
I just kept the car rolling straight ahead, but I did slow down a little bit and looked over at Janet as we passed the spot where we had last seen Mr. Snake. To my surprise, dear Janet (savage snake-hater that she is) had her head craned way out of the car window so she could watch as the car tire crushed her nemesis. All I heard was a sort of wet “pop”, and then Janet quickly yanked her head back inside the car and started frantically wiping snake juices off her face and arms. MMMmmmmm…
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