After a night of restless sleep, and nightmares of a doctor yelling at me, or not believing me, or me just cowering in the corner of the doctor's office, I didn't even see a d*mn doctor.
I get they and they don't take my insurance. Despite the fact that over the phone she asked me, "what insurance do you take?" And me replying "Anthem." She responded, "OK - bring your card with you."
So I bring my card. She looks at it and goes, "Oh we don't take this version of Anthem. Sorry."
Talk about stress. I broke down. Two years ago I would have been so stoic, but I got very frustrated. What incompetence. A woman in the back helped me schedule another appointment with a different doctor in my town. I'm not sure she understood why I was in tears.
And now, in two weeks, I get to do this whole process again. Just for some lousy numbers that will tell me I need to eat more.
Big whoop.
Your's truly,
The AB
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Hi, very informative, nice blog. I think you can beat ED. The strength you need is inside you. Hope to read that you come over that thing. Take care :)
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