To keep it short and non-gruesome...
- I was supposed to have surgery to remove a septum dividing my uterus on Tuesday.
-My mom arrived in Tampa Sunday night to help me with the surgery.
-I was called Monday morning by the hospital to tell me my insurance had not sent an approval.
-This was a shock to me since I already paid my co-pay for the surgery 2 weeks before.
-I am told by my insurance that my surgery had been denied. "Didn't you get the letter we sent Thursday?" No, no I didn't (and still haven't gotten this so called letter.)
-I am told by others in my Dr.'s office that it was all a mistake. Wrong insurance linked to my ID.
-Am told it will all go through fine.
-I stay on my liquid diet since I will still get my surgery.
-Am told, oops, it is denied after all. The insurance Dr. did not find it "medically necessary."
-They want to talk to my Dr. who is out of town until the night before my surgery.
-I cry. I need the surgery.
-I do all I can to get ahold of my Dr. and finally do as he is getting off his plane.
-He can't do anything until the next day because everything is pretty much closed, but assures me he will talk to the insurance and straighten in all out so I can have surgery the next week. (He only does surgery on Tuesdays.)
-I sadly remind him my mom is in town and is leaving before then.
-30 mins. later I am told there is a slight possibility if the Dr. can convince the insurance I in fact need this very necessary surgery, they can squeeze me in on Thursday. Fingers were crossed, prayers were said!
-My mom and I wait at the kitchen table until 12:30 Tuesday afternoon for a phone call.
-The surgery is on for Thursday! It only took my Dr. 5 mins on the phone with the insurance to convince them...or threaten them!
-I get to eat/drink liquids for yet another day before surgery.
-I go to the hospital on Thursday for my surgery.
-While I get admitted the nice lady tells me that she doesn't see an insurance authorization on her screen.
-Chris and I look at each other like we have been slapped in the face.
-She calls the Dr.'s office and gets an authorization number.
-She tells us she still needs to verify this with my insurance.
-My hopes for having the surgery begin to fall...again.
-While on hold, she tells us we also owe money for the surgery.
-Luckily by now I am smart enough to carry every last bit of info on me and I happen to have a receipt which I promptly produce.
-As I am prepped for surgery, I am still waiting for someone to burst through the door to tell me that they are so sorry, but I cannot have this surgery.
-Happily this does not happen and after talking to Chris and my mom and a slew of doctors, I am wheeled in and having surgery!
-After recovering in a haze for awhile and losing the liquid in my stomach on the way home, I am now feeling great and am so happy it is over with!
-The Dr. found some extra things we didn't know about and was able to take care of those and the septum.
-After a horrible roller coaster ride, I am feeling very grateful for an amazing doctor, a doting husband, a loving and hard working mother, many great friends, and tons of others who couldn't be with me but were praying for me.
I guess this didn't fall into the "short" category I was hoping for, but hopefully it wasn't gruesome. I have pictures and a DVD of the surgery for that! Just so you don't feel too bad for me, the extra days of feeling good before surgery gave my mom and I some more shopping days that we took full advantage of. Also, my recovery has been so great, that we were able to sit and pump out around 40 homemade cards. I guess that covers my week!
