What Tricare Doesn't Cover

The "get better bag." Mommy told Collin that only little boys who are getting "something removed from their throats to "make them all better" get something called a "get better bag" when they get home from the hospital. It's going to be filled with all kinds of treats and surprises that will help him feel better when he's healing. Ummm, I may have gone overboard because I'm FREAKING OUT! He's excited because he thinks it will be like Christmas. (Worst. Christmas. Ever.)

Let's get some perspective on the size of the bag. My dog weighs sixty pounds. No peeking in the bag until after surgery. He doesn't get to peek. Neither do you. Needless to say, he'll be happy.

Tricare also does not pay for the junk food that the kid will be able to swallow for the next few days. Think I did good? He wanted strawberry, chocolate and vanilla ice cream. He didn't understand that was Neapolitan. He has a lot to learn about life. I also thought he might be able to branch out into cookies and cream but we don't have any tractor trips planned so maybe it's too much to ask. We'll see.

Tricare also isn't sending me a check for my coping mechanisms. See exhibit A below. The icing flower didn't make it out of the store intact. I can't speak to why. It has nothing to do with my zeal to eat it. I swear.

I did say mechanisms, right? Maybe I should photograph them together. The two don't happily coexist since the dress is an XS and the cake can prevent XS dresses from fitting properly. Thank goodness I was able to run the past two days in a row without my foot falling off. Hooray.

Cute though, right? I think if I cope at under $25 total on myself, I eat less than an entire cake and I only talk every checkout person's ear off about how scared I am, I'm doing okay. It isn't like I'm calling up the psychic help line just to chat or eating dozens of donuts. By noon tomorrow, we will be in recovery and I can stop freaking out. Right? Right? RIGHT?!!?