I am home.
I am sitting home, during the day, on a Tuesday.
Not just any Tuesday, though.
Inaguration Tuesday.
This excites me; although, I wish that were the reason I am sitting home.
I got zero sleep last night. I haven't eaten since lunch yesterday. I layed awake crying until about 11:30 last night, then my Mom decided I needed to go to the ER. I have had this chronic migraine condition for about ten years with absolutely no relief and the symptoms are getting worse and worse. I walked, er... crawled into the hospital, told them what was up, and they basically sent me home. They told me they don't admit people for headaches and that I should see my family doctor or neurologist. Thank you very much fuck faces. If my regular doctors worked the graveyard shift, that's where I would have been.
Anywho... fast forward to 5:30 am, that was when I decided it was optimal time to wake up my director and tell her I wouldn't be in work today. Somehow I scored an 8:30 am doctor's appointment with my buddy, the family doctor. That place is kind of my second home. I walked in and demanded blood work, not only to check up on my rediculous cholesterol, but to check my hormone levels. I have had every test possible except for that one. Low and behold, he sat me down and told me what he was going to do for me. I am on a steroid and an anti-siezure medication for the next month to see if I get any results. I'm doubtful, just as I was with every other medication he has prescribed that has failed. Oh, but next is the really fun part.
My health insurance should have been activated January 15th... last week. My director lied to my face and told me she faxed my paperwork on the 13th and I was all set up and ready to go. I explained to the very nice nurse at the office that I did not have my insurance card, my group number, or my policy number yet as I just started my policy. She patiently tried everything in her little computer to find my information, then informed me that it did not exist. I do not have health insurance.
Here I sit, twelve phone calls later, each dispersed to a different party responsible for this mess. As of right now? I still do not have insurance. My director is still lying, my insurance agent is getting frustrated, and my poor mother is pissed off and calling everybody because I am supposed to be resting. I am down tons of money, as I had to pay for my visit and both prescriptions. It would have been impossible for me to pay for the bloodwork today. At the moment, I believe the current spat is between my mother and the owner of the company I work for: my mom is threatening suit if I do not get reimbursed and activated immediately. If I go back to work tomorrow things are going to be sooooo awkward...
Still no food, still no sleep. Welcome, President Obama. I salute you.
I am sitting home, during the day, on a Tuesday.
Not just any Tuesday, though.
Inaguration Tuesday.
This excites me; although, I wish that were the reason I am sitting home.
I got zero sleep last night. I haven't eaten since lunch yesterday. I layed awake crying until about 11:30 last night, then my Mom decided I needed to go to the ER. I have had this chronic migraine condition for about ten years with absolutely no relief and the symptoms are getting worse and worse. I walked, er... crawled into the hospital, told them what was up, and they basically sent me home. They told me they don't admit people for headaches and that I should see my family doctor or neurologist. Thank you very much fuck faces. If my regular doctors worked the graveyard shift, that's where I would have been.
Anywho... fast forward to 5:30 am, that was when I decided it was optimal time to wake up my director and tell her I wouldn't be in work today. Somehow I scored an 8:30 am doctor's appointment with my buddy, the family doctor. That place is kind of my second home. I walked in and demanded blood work, not only to check up on my rediculous cholesterol, but to check my hormone levels. I have had every test possible except for that one. Low and behold, he sat me down and told me what he was going to do for me. I am on a steroid and an anti-siezure medication for the next month to see if I get any results. I'm doubtful, just as I was with every other medication he has prescribed that has failed. Oh, but next is the really fun part.
My health insurance should have been activated January 15th... last week. My director lied to my face and told me she faxed my paperwork on the 13th and I was all set up and ready to go. I explained to the very nice nurse at the office that I did not have my insurance card, my group number, or my policy number yet as I just started my policy. She patiently tried everything in her little computer to find my information, then informed me that it did not exist. I do not have health insurance.
Here I sit, twelve phone calls later, each dispersed to a different party responsible for this mess. As of right now? I still do not have insurance. My director is still lying, my insurance agent is getting frustrated, and my poor mother is pissed off and calling everybody because I am supposed to be resting. I am down tons of money, as I had to pay for my visit and both prescriptions. It would have been impossible for me to pay for the bloodwork today. At the moment, I believe the current spat is between my mother and the owner of the company I work for: my mom is threatening suit if I do not get reimbursed and activated immediately. If I go back to work tomorrow things are going to be sooooo awkward...
Still no food, still no sleep. Welcome, President Obama. I salute you.
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pawko4b:
Welcome. Yeah it's use your heart your brain or your penis. Somehow that last one got short changed when the others take over.
browneyedboy:
hey this is what they asked of me. all i did was switch up the nouns.