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My darling son, I hold you in my heart as you navigate this challenge.
I don’t understand the concept of requiring constant preapprovals for a condition he’s had nearly his entire life, and therapy for that. Whose money are we saving with this constant paperwork circus? It has taken 12 weeks this time, once again up against the clock, once again driving into the city to pick up a dose that the doctor found, once again applying for financial aid, once again explaining to certain people that yes, one “little dose” really does cost 16,000 without insurance.
What do people without it do? hey dimwit, they die, that’s what. But first, theyrun up tremendous bills as they enter a medicial crisis. This is all so stupid.
Please stop arguing!!
If you are much older (of a certain age) and don’t think you need to have on-line access to accounts please rethink. Give access to someone you trust or let them take care of it and get you on-line. Everything needs verification these days–your home phone ain’t cutting it.
Had to give up trying to read a library book that I waited for for months, because someone who had it before me must have been doused in perfume while reading it. Just, why???
Doing taxes is no fun. Doing amendments to taxes is even less fun.
Feeling dazed and confused.
Hmm why won’t you answer my messages…is it bc I am the bearer of unpleasant news??
You’re fine with me being the scapegoat, perhaps.
With malice towards none, with charity for all…
Easier said than done …but gotta keep believing progress is possible.
I just rescheduled two flights on SW and saved $120! Easy peasy score! ![]()
I don’t know whether to be mad at you or worried for you. I guess both. You vomit all over us and then say you still want us to visit you in Poland. Huh. I was really looking forward to this trip, and now it feels like a big black cloud on the horizon. If I hadn’t already paid for everything, I would cancel. Sigh.
And I if I try to rebut any of your ridiculous accusations, you’ll just twist my words around. Your former psychiatrist gave me a short phrase to use with you - “You had severe ADHD and we know it was tough on you. We love you and tried our best as parents.” We’ll be the adults in the room, as hard as that will be. You’re turning 30 in two weeks. You’re not a teenager anymore; stop acting like one.
Way to go, you big dummy. You break everything you touch.
You saw my email warning you the dress was from China, the company warned that it might not look exactly like the picture, and they don’t take returns. Now you are asking me if I could help you return it?
Of all the things I thought would happen when we had to switch healthcare insurance, I didn’t think that getting a prior authorization from the physician was going to be the one that held up getting the medication. For medicine my husband has been on for 20 years?
We can buy doses at $500 per shot that won’t count towards our $9000 deductible. That’s a fun idea.
More calls to the office tomorrow. Two weeks ago I was told that the prior authorization was being worked on. Sigh
Work is normally like herding cats. Today…it was like herding butterflies.
AAAHHH!!! NOBODY CAN MAKE A DECISION! GET IT TOGETHER, PEOPLE! WHAT THE EVER LOVING HECK?!
H is barbecuing chicken for dinner. My dad was the best at barbecue and taught my husband a lot. If I’d known the last time my dad barbecued for me would be the last time I’d ever have that taste I would have savored it more in that moment.
Sure is interesting reading your editorials that preach family values. You had an affair with a married man who has kids (who also writes about family values). I really want to shout it from the rooftops to all of the readers who eat up the baloney you peddle. I won’t do that, of course. I can only hope that karma is real.
Where’s the kale??? No one has any this week.
Is it Friday yet? Ugh.
The house is sold. I am so relieved to check that off the list.