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| Monday June 16, 2003: Well not much to report. I spoke with my lawyer today, he has my medical records and I have my policy book, we are just waiting on the denial letter. Of course I have yet to recieve it. The insurance company supposedly sent it out June 7th and said it takes 7 - 10 business days to get to me. Yeah okay just another stall tactic. Well my lawyer is going to also work on getting it asap. Maybe he can get it faxed or something. I know now I will have the surgery, but it sucks that I am waiting again. Ironic thing is my original surgeon's office called and requested the rest of my work up. Oh well. Looks like I will be having surgery on about the same time as the first one was scheduled. At least going through the denial now is better than going through it later when it could put me off until August or even later. They probably would not have scheduled me like Amy is going to, bumping someone to fit me in. So it looks as if I wont work all summer. It would be okay if I could enjoy it. This weight is killing me in the humidity. At least next summer I'll be running around the beach in a bathing suit without being covered in a t-shirt or shorts. Just trying to think positive. I promise to keep you updated. Hopefully I will be in appeals before the end of the week. Ciao!!!! |
| Friday June 26, 2003: Hi everyone. I'm so sorry I have not updated you on what's been happening. Not much to tell you the truth except that I lost it on my insurance company the other day. According to them they first sent out my denial letter on June 7th, but I still have not recieved it. Unbelievable. Apparently when I called and got in someones face they finally generated it and now have confirmed that they have sent it out. Anything to discourage me. Well not this girl, no way. I could have been in appeals already and done with. With the way things are going I will probably not get scheduled until sometime towards the end of July. That really sucks. Summer is here and I am hidden in my house because the heavier I got the harder it is for me to breathe. My boyfriend wants to go to the beach, but how? I wont buy a bathing suit. So now I am reluctant to buy mens swimming trunks, the baggy kind, a sports bra and tank tops. What a waste. A waste of $$$$ I don't have to burn, and a waste of my summer. I could have been at least 30 lbs lighter right now, and probably breathing easier than I am right now. It's really depressing at how much of life I miss out on because of my weight. No more, that is why I have to have this done. I'm just afraid that it's going to cost me more than I know. On another note I was supposed to see my pulmonolgist for review of my second sleep study. Well I went but didn't see him. I left a letter with his receptionist and walked out. I very politely told him off. About how he really screwed with me and my recovery with having to have the sleep study. That he needed to learn from what I am going through so he wont hurt the next patient that he has that like me cannot deal with it. I felt so violated and he could not understand. And I understand he doesn't know what it was like to have been raped, and maybe most people are like get over it. But it wasn't that long ago for me. He could have made a better arrangement for me. Like setting me up in a hospital where I felt more secure than a private office. Or setting it up at my home ( I found out they can do that). But he wouldn't. So now I have been suffering from flashbacks, nightmares, panic attacks in the middle of the night because of this. In my letter I reminded him of his Hippocratic oath, first do no harm. I told him that he did harm me, maybe not physically, but emotionally and mentally. I even have had some bad reactions with my boyfriend when we have been intimate. But I didn't get nasty, actually I think the letter is very eloquent and to the point. I apologized if he felt insulted, but I thought he should know so in the future when another patient who is extremely distressed over having a sleep study while being watched by a man, maybe he will rethink and remember that that patient is more than just a number or a paycheck. Maybe he wont, but I cant say I didn't try. Okay enough lecturing. I need to go back to the cool comfort of my bedroom and chill out. I promise not to wait so long for my next update. Lets hope I get my letter by Monday!! Ciao!!! |
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