If you need help threading the camel through the eye of the needle (dealt with insurance companies far too much over the years not to have a few tricks up my sleeve), feel free to call me in. That MRI is pretty important right now.
It's mostly that I don't have a PCP right now, so I need to find a doctor who is in-network, will see me, and will give an emergency referral. I can't afford to go out of network -- not if there's any chance this will lead to surgery.
*careful hugs* I am thinking of you and hoping the pain passes soon, and that you can do something about it, and... my rant against privatised medicine probably is not something you need at this point.
As an adult living with the consequences of a childhood where welfare-level medical and dental care were the best that could be expected, I have my own rant on the subject, which basically boils down to 'if it's broke, fix it'. But you're right -- just now, it wouldn't help.
We have to have dinner with family tonight, but if you need anything when we're on our way back from Vallejo, give a call and we can swing a care package to you of anything you might need from the outside world.
Thankfully, I still have my oh-sweet-gods painkillers; I'm going to try to schedule a medical appointment during my lunch, go to Weight Watchers, go home, take a Flexirol, and die.
But I will call if I need anything, and I adore you for offering.
Ouch. Oh, ouch. I've had that degree of pain, I think, although I had the good fortune to know it Would Heal, Eventually (broken ribs and whiplash from a serious car accident).
I wish you good Insurance-fu, and Doctor-fu, and Figuring-Out-And-Treating-The-Problem-fu. And good drugs, if that would help.
I have the good drugs. If I didn't, I'd be seriously considering the benefits of excessive amounts of alcohol, as at least when I'm declaring myself to be a pornographic mermaid, I don't actively HURT.
I really don't handle chronic pain well. I am the world's worst sick person, and much like my cat, become inclined to blame random things for my pain. The pencil? Probably didn't do it. But I seem unable to learn this.
Thank you for your wishes -- hopefully, the universe listens.
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As I said before, Ow. Owie ow ow. Poor dear.
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It's a lot of "let your fingers do the dialing" - let me know if you still need help.
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Thank you for being there.
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As an adult living with the consequences of a childhood where welfare-level medical and dental care were the best that could be expected, I have my own rant on the subject, which basically boils down to 'if it's broke, fix it'. But you're right -- just now, it wouldn't help.
So I shall hug you, instead.
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Love you bunny.
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But I will call if I need anything, and I adore you for offering.
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I wish you good Insurance-fu, and Doctor-fu, and Figuring-Out-And-Treating-The-Problem-fu. And good drugs, if that would help.
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I really don't handle chronic pain well. I am the world's worst sick person, and much like my cat, become inclined to blame random things for my pain. The pencil? Probably didn't do it. But I seem unable to learn this.
Thank you for your wishes -- hopefully, the universe listens.
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