I am human. I feel love, joy, hurt, pain, saddness. And it is okay to experience and express my feelings. But it is not okay to just bottle them away.
Yesterday I received a statement from my health insurance. And I looked at it briefly over and realized I owe $84.oo. Nothing was covered for my followup nerve pain. So I read more into it and realized it wasn't covered because the doctor office filed the claim as mental health/substance abuse. I was under the impression that my followup in June was for my nerve pain and to make sure the medicine prescribed was working. But apparently it wasn't for that.
I called my doctor office to see who I could talk to about this. They gave me the billing number since they no longer deal with that. I told the lady on the phone what I went in for back in May and that I was only assuming my followup in June was for the left thigh nerve pain. But I was so wrong. The diagnosis was for Major Depressive Bipolar Disorder as my treatment in June. What the hell?!?! All because I cry when I ask how my surgery went and how I am doing now, I am now mental. Absolutely angers me that I am not able to express my emotions. Where my life was going presurgery to what I have been given from the surgery is more then I could ever put into words. My life is a beautiful piece of work.
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