And as if I didn't already have enough reasons to be irritated today, I came home from work to find a bill waiting for me from Swedish Medical Center--where, as the home audience may recall, I just had my biopsy that showed OH LOOK, SHE NEEDS TO HAVE MORE THYROID SURGERY!
This bill is for all the diagnostic work. And it comes to nearly TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS.
Joy. Now I get to call them tomorrow and ask them why the hell, since I presented them with my insurance card when I showed up, this bill has come anywhere NEAR ME.
Also, I've been feeling vaguely oogy all day, and I'm not sure if it's a result of my fall or not. I'm pretty sure I didn't hit my head, but I've nevertheless had that sort of shaky, vaguely queasy feeling that seems to indicate some sort of system shock reaction. I think tonight will be a good night to curl up under a blanket.
This bill is for all the diagnostic work. And it comes to nearly TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS.
Joy. Now I get to call them tomorrow and ask them why the hell, since I presented them with my insurance card when I showed up, this bill has come anywhere NEAR ME.
Also, I've been feeling vaguely oogy all day, and I'm not sure if it's a result of my fall or not. I'm pretty sure I didn't hit my head, but I've nevertheless had that sort of shaky, vaguely queasy feeling that seems to indicate some sort of system shock reaction. I think tonight will be a good night to curl up under a blanket.