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I just don't know what to feel right now.
If you may have noticed a lack of actual content in my journal the last few days I'm going to attribute that to having things on my mind. I don't like to talk about the same things over and over, and they're not going away until certain things have been accomplished or certain dates have passed.
It's not over yet. November 29 the customer service rep I was talking with said there was an acceptance letter in my file, it just hadn't reached me in the mail, yet. Saturday the 9th (or possibly Friday the 10th, I'm not sure) I got the letter. It was a denial letter. So they delayed me over a week from getting the bill submitted to Blue Cross, from taking the case to the Maine Worker's Comp Bureau, and from pestering them.
So on that front I'm feeling intense hatred and anger. When I start thinking about it I have to distract myself before my blood pressure rises.
There was something in my last pap smear that the Dr wants to follow up on: "Abnormal glandular cells of indeterminate significance." An interesting phrase, and one which stuck in my head. So, a colposcopy and a ... what's the word? Something like a core sample of my endometrial lining. Biopsy, that's the word I was looking for. On Tuesday the 19th. They told me to take four Advil before going in, so I guess it's going to be kind of painful.
And then of course there's the wisdom teeth coming out on the 22nd which is also hanging over my head, though my dread has become somewhat less dreadful with all the other things distracting me. It's like when someone stamps on your toe to take your mind off having hit your thumb with a hammer.
Regardless of what else happens, though, there's still Christmas boxes in my livingroom which need to be filled and sent out. I have found a few other things to add to them. I stopped at the airport gift store, where I get a 30% employee discount.:) I might do that again, today.
- The physical therapist's office to get them to resubmit the bill to Blue Cross.
- Blue Cross to check on what I need to give them because the bill is getting submitted so long after the dates of service.
- Maine Worker's Comp Bureau.
- U.S. Airways to see how these voucher tickets from last year work, so we can use them before they expire.
Four phone calls. It doesn't sound so bad when I lay it out like that. Easy, right? Sure, if you're not phone phobic. Even making some ordinary call makes me all jittery.
Only, I feel as though I've forgotten something. Have I? There's no point in calling the OWCP themselves yet again.
For a few moments we had a gorgeous red sunrise, but as soon as I ran for the camera it faded out into dull blue-gray.
It's not over yet. November 29 the customer service rep I was talking with said there was an acceptance letter in my file, it just hadn't reached me in the mail, yet. Saturday the 9th (or possibly Friday the 10th, I'm not sure) I got the letter. It was a denial letter. So they delayed me over a week from getting the bill submitted to Blue Cross, from taking the case to the Maine Worker's Comp Bureau, and from pestering them.
So on that front I'm feeling intense hatred and anger. When I start thinking about it I have to distract myself before my blood pressure rises.
There was something in my last pap smear that the Dr wants to follow up on: "Abnormal glandular cells of indeterminate significance." An interesting phrase, and one which stuck in my head. So, a colposcopy and a ... what's the word? Something like a core sample of my endometrial lining. Biopsy, that's the word I was looking for. On Tuesday the 19th. They told me to take four Advil before going in, so I guess it's going to be kind of painful.
And then of course there's the wisdom teeth coming out on the 22nd which is also hanging over my head, though my dread has become somewhat less dreadful with all the other things distracting me. It's like when someone stamps on your toe to take your mind off having hit your thumb with a hammer.
Regardless of what else happens, though, there's still Christmas boxes in my livingroom which need to be filled and sent out. I have found a few other things to add to them. I stopped at the airport gift store, where I get a 30% employee discount.:) I might do that again, today.
- The physical therapist's office to get them to resubmit the bill to Blue Cross.
- Blue Cross to check on what I need to give them because the bill is getting submitted so long after the dates of service.
- Maine Worker's Comp Bureau.
- U.S. Airways to see how these voucher tickets from last year work, so we can use them before they expire.
Four phone calls. It doesn't sound so bad when I lay it out like that. Easy, right? Sure, if you're not phone phobic. Even making some ordinary call makes me all jittery.
Only, I feel as though I've forgotten something. Have I? There's no point in calling the OWCP themselves yet again.
For a few moments we had a gorgeous red sunrise, but as soon as I ran for the camera it faded out into dull blue-gray.
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