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The Fabulous Insurance Saga Continues …

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I would love to say that Independence Blue Cross is actually ‘working’ for me and that we have gotten my non-emergent transport taken care of. Unfortunately that’s not the case. I’ve actually been to a couple appointments using the non-emergent transport. Sadly I see future problems with this. When I called to get the pre-certification for transport I was told I wasn’t the one that should be calling 😳⁉️ I was informed that my doctor needs to call every and explain that I’m bedridden thus needing the gurney transport. Are they fucking kidding me? My doctor has to stop his practice to contact this ridiculous company to tell them that I am in fact, bedridden and need this service. Again, are they fucking kidding me? So I put a call in to Jason to see what we could do about this. We spoke for a couple days as he was trying to find out the correct information for me regarding pre-certification. On March 6 I was told he would call me back on Monday, March 9 and let me know how I go about it. My doctors appointment was for March 13 and he never called me back during that week. 🤔 My appointment at my doctors was on Friday the 13th. I was not going to cancel my appointment, so I went ahead and got my transport and will definitely be billing them for that trip as well. The total now out of my pocket thanks to no help from my insurance company, is $940. 

Should I have called him and asked why he wasn’t calling me back? That’s a big no. When someone tells me they’re going call me back, that’s what they’re supposed to do. I’m shocked at the incompetence of Independence Blue Cross and they are rent-a-docs and their employees. The worst part about all of this is it’s seriously is fucking with my health. I know I sound like a broken record, but without rehab I have nothing. I think it’s finally time I either, shit or get off the toilet… I know that analogy is not the best but 😂 I really am not over exaggerating when I say this is life or death for me. I think maybe it’s time I go public. I think it’s time I show people what companies like Independence Blue Cross do to people who truly need their help. I think it’s time I take back my life, adjust my crown, and remind people who the hell they’re dealing with.

I know this blog is kind of all over the place but I really feel like I’m losing my mind. I know I’ve said this before but I really feel like I’m on an episode of punked. Real life really is stranger than fiction. I just want to get better. I just need the proper medical help that my doctors feel I should have. Sadly no one gets it until they get it and the way these people are making me feel, I hope they do get it. 🤭 I really don’t like feeling that way but I do believe that for every person that is keeping life-saving medical care from me, because they’re putting money first, Karma will be introducing herself at some point. Good luck! 

Have courage and be kind.

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Oooo Ooo Memories

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Another Facebook memory popped up. Wow… I was working so hard, and for what? Independence Blue Cross kicked me out after 30 days. At that time I’ve been bedridden for over 4 years. Did they really think it would be that quick? Their doctors truly are incompetent if they don’t understand what happens to a person’s body that’s been bedridden. They obviously don’t because they denied me life-saving care. And again when I say life-saving care, I’m not over exaggerating. At this point I’ve been in this bed over six years. I’m not going to spend another 6 years in this bed. And whatever happens, it is totally on them. Good or bad…

AnyWho… On to the memory:

Hello to all my amazing friends. I’m asking yet again for your help. Tomorrow is the big day when we find out if insurance will give me another week. Please keep me in your thoughts, blessings, prayers, cross your fingers and anything else you may do. I’m trying to keep positive and send out good thoughts to the Universe.🤞🏻

I’ve made some excellent strides in the past two weeks. While I can sit up unattended by myself, and my legs and arms have gotten back some movement, I still need to be able to transfer on my own before I go home. I’m still not able to get up into the sitting position by myself and I still cannot hold my weight on my legs. It’s like they’re explaining to me, I was completely bedridden for four years. It’s not going to change overnight and I have to keep positive thoughts for a good outcome.

I’m one of those people that wants it done like yesterday. 😜 Type A personality all the way.

So send me some good juju and hopefully tomorrow I’ll have some good news! 🧡 No matter what happens I will continue to fight the MonSter that is MS.

#MSWarrior #PrimaryProgressivemultiplesclerosis

A little sidenote, if there’s any wealthy beneficiaries out there, hook a girl up with some real care. 😏 OK, just kidding… Or am I?

Have courage and be kind.

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MS Awareness Month Day 4

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This is a big one for us. MS Fatigue is not just being ‘tired’. It’s as if your soul has been sucked out of you and you just cannot wake up. unfortunately while we are all different in our MS journeys, this one is pretty common to us all. #MSAwareness #MSawarenessMonth

Check out Positive Living With MS. It’s a wonderful site.

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Be the bad ass you were meant to be!

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I’m telling you today is already on my nerves. I got my bladder surgery scheduled and the pre-surgery doctors appointment. I did what I was told and called to get the pre-certification for the non-emergent transport, and was told my doctor needs to call. Now a week and a half ago the Young lady at Accolade called with me on the phone and took care of this for me. I think something must have happened because today no one will help me do it. Then, this weekend I received a new bill from my August 2019 stay and while getting my papers all together I found one I’d forgotten about. Previously I was told that my responsibility would be $50.90, but these bills together are $3000 and some change. I think someone’s messing with me. Am I on candid camera? Or maybe the TV show Punked came back. I know the wizard is behind the curtain. 😂

Trust me this morning I haven’t been strong. I’ve been crying a lot because it’s so overwhelming right now. This company (Independence Blue Cross) and their people are keeping proper care from me and making everything I need that much harder. it’s been a big eye-opening experience for me. I used to think people were exaggerating when they said their health insurance wasn’t helping them etc. I mean how can your health insurance not help you when you pay for that service?! Right? It has been boldly thrown into my face that it’s all about the money and the greed of these corporations. They have the money to put me in a top-of-the-line acute neurological rehab, but they’re not going to do it because that would take away from their paychecks. I am tired, I am discouraged, I am broken, but I will not be defeated! If they’re doing this to me how many other people have they done this to? And how many of those people did not have the strength or even know what to do to get help. This is what these companies do. They prey on people like me and their rent-a-docs run our healthcare without even seeing us or meeting us. 

So, while I have had a mental breakdown this morning and am feeling myself falling into the depths of healthcare insurance hell, I will not stop! this is my life! And I really hate when my mind goes to that dark place and I pray for karma to hit each and every one of the people that are denying me the life-saving care. I don’t like being that person. I don’t want anyone to feel the depths of despair that I feel every morning I wake up and realize it’s another day trapped in this hell. I wish these people would come to my fucking home. All they would have to do is take one look at my legs and they would see how much I need their help. Oh shit, wait a minute… They DON’T FUCKING CARE! Phew… that was a close one, I almost gave them credit for being human.



I am adjusting my sails right now!! 🖤

Have courage and be kind.