Sissy and I sat in the
We finally get into the PAs office and he drops the bomb that I had heard whispering about in the waiting area - The neurologists (husband/wife team)are moving. To Oregon. On July 30.
At least they had the decency to let me know ahead of time, so I could sign for my records to be released to me. My former neuro skipped town and sent the note of his leaving AFTER he left, so I had to go to some crackhead area downtown and PAY for MY medical records and furthermore, they couldn't find my MRIs. I was told they were "probably in a trash dumpster somewhere". Lovely.
Also, in addition to having to move to a new neuro (I'm following the PA to his new job), the Evil Twin's employer and the insurance we've had for over 12 years could not come to a compromise and so today marks the start of a whole new and different insurance policy for us.
I've already called them (the new provider) to verify that all the medications we need are covered under their policy - actually, there are only 3 and they're all mine. So.... But, yes, they're covered. Still, there are deductibles and copays and all that fun stuff. I think the monthly premium is less than what we had been paying, but the coverage isn't as good.
I've been doing battle with our former insurance for more than 12 years and I foresee the next 12 (or more) years to be the same.
Please, don't get me wrong: I am extremely grateful to have insurance and it's pretty good, too. So I'm not complaining about that. I'm just frustrated by all the red tape. Health insurance, life insurance, bill paying, doing the taxes, taking care of the bank accounts....it all falls under my "other duties as assigned" and it can be overwhelming sometimes, ya know? (And yes, I use Turbo Tax. Thank goodness).
Don't forget about Friday Secrets - or mystery photo, if you're so inclined (PG-13, please). :-) Send 'em by 9ish tomorrow morning and I'll post them as soon as I can.
Happy Thursday, hooligans,