Racing into kitchen I found a floor flooded with hot water. Christy and Isabelle sat perched on chairs staring under the kitchen sink. Rushing out again I shoved the valve shut and grabbed every towel in the house.
With all the water in the house out of commission and my feet soaked from the flood I considered calling a pro.
Yet two busted water-valves and a flooded kitchen failed to win the title of
“Most scary problem I would face in 24 hours.”
Insurance won that title.
But don’t let me get ahead of myself. Back to the kitchen sink. The problem all started when I decided to replace both the water-shut-off valves beneath the kitchen sink.
First I needed to shut off water to the whole house. I literally crawled through the entire web and dust filled space looking for that valve. Frustratingly I found it up in the hot water closet. At least the girls enjoyed watching me appear covered in dirt.
Second, I needed to replace the valves. Simple, right? Wrong! With plenty of elbow grease I finally removed the hot water valve only to find a soldered connection; not a threaded one. I purchased threaded connections.
So the girls and I drove to Menards to buy a “quick-fit” valve you just push on.
Arriving home I pushed on the valve and started work on the cold water valve. Locking my pliers on I applied pressure. In a moment you never want to feel, the pipe started to buckle behind the wall. That valve would not move….and I had no spare pipe to just cut it off.
The flood happened at this point. I decided to turn on the hot water to test the new “quick-fit” connector. The waterfall from the spigot reminded me I hadn’t quite got it on right.
So I ran to Menards again to beg for more help.
I returned home planning to just replace the innards of the original valve with a new valve. (I’m referring to the cold water valve which got stuck on.) This didn’t work because the new valve had different threading from the old. So I finally scavenged parts from the hot water valve to rebuild the cold water valve. This finally worked.
Back to the hot water “Quick-connect” fiasco
I also got some plumber’s sandpaper (yes they have that). I used this to remove leftover solder and finally attach the quick-connect right.
Finally, with flare and quiet cheers (sleeping kids) I turned the water back on throughout the house.
It’s a scary thought to think,
“I just broke the water in my house and I’m not sure if I can fix it!”
Back to the scariest part of the last 24 hours. –INSURANCE–
Tomorrow the Marketplace opens up so we can select a new provider. Our current provider Mdwise announced their departure from the Marketplace recently. So we get to find new insurance tomorrow.
30 minutes ago Ashley got a phone call from an insurance broker. When she told the broker about Isabelle the woman said,
“Out of 36 provider in Indiana, no one will take your daughter.”
I know we have a lot of different options and my part-time job over the next 45 days will consist of figuring out our next step. Yet it makes me sad to find such limited options for care for my Isabelle. It feels weird to almost get driven to Medicare and other government funded programs. We want to pay but the system seems like it’s working to make us unable to do so.
One problem I could solve with a few cuts, bruises and trips to Menards. The other problem will take quite a bit longer. And a lot of trust in God.
I’ll keep sharing updates on our journey
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and he will make your paths straight.” Proverbs 3:5-6 (NIV)
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?
28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you–you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.–Matthew 6:25-34 (NIV)