Finally Some Good News

 My coffee the other morning. I treat myself.

Good Goddess...

I've been battling with my neurologist and health insurance for almost seven months now trying to get back on Botox. You have no idea how much work it's been. Phone call after phone call. Disconnections. Wrong people. I finally got some headway about two weeks ago when an agent from my health insurance was committed to helping me. She told me what had gone wrong. The neurology department kept filling out the request form wrong. And how to fix it. So then I finally found the billing person for neurology (after asking for them a million times.) WE GOT TO TALK. That was key. I told her what insurance told me to tell her and gave her my amazing customer care agent's direct phone number.

And guess what came today? Take a wild stab at it.

MY BOTOX GOT APPROVED!

I never had this issue with my old neurologist. I will give Mr. Screwup kudos for discovering my seizures. But man. What an endeavor that was. AND I got a notification two weeks ago that he's leaving. He was hardly there. I was really shocked. It made me wonder if he was causing all kinds of billing problems? Because at my one and only appointment with him he said that he could get me Botox and keep my pill treatment. I was specifically told in the past that it's one or the other and insurance won't cover both. He bragged that he absolutely could get it through.

Hah. He couldn't even get my Botox through. Loser. Bragger. Useless.

Some doctors are like that I've found. Just in it for the ego boost. I knew some therapists like that too. I think in "powerful" jobs where people depend on you, you can find that type of person. Of course along with others who just genuinely want to help people (like me.) 

Lesson learned. 

That's a lot of shots to look forward to. 
But it helps.

#1 Run from a bragger. The next time I get a doctor like that, I will ask to see someone else as I leave.

#2 I can literally do anything. I am a strong ass, persistent woman who can make anything happen. Just like my mom. She taught me well.

Now to get my son on disability. 
Cross your fingers (and toes) for us.

 

 

Keep Calm and Fight!

So the world imploded last week.

Again...

First Trump won the Presidency in 2017. We had him keeping the seat warm till 2021. Now we're in for him again. Both times he ran against women. The first time he lost the popular vote. Or as I like to think of it the "real" vote. The second time he won "for real" with the majority of America preferring a narcissistic dictator to a woman of color. Of course they did. No surprise there. Women of color are valued the least in this country.

Vice President Kamala Harris.

I really wish she was our new President.

I was crushed, then enraged. Disgusted with every single person who voted for him. I grieved for what could have been under a more liberal, collaborative leader. 

Now I'm just sick and tired of women being treated like trash. Of course there are other parts of the world that are much worse. But on average I do not feel like women are valued at all.

Like a phoenix I'm rising from despair into action. Women's causes are now my number one interest. I'm taking my time to consider where my help would be most impactful, but I am planning on actively working for the greater good of women. 

August 26,1920 Women are given the right to vote.
Not very long ago

Will that be a support group for disabled women? For mother's of special needs offspring? Volunteering at Planned Parenthood? Working for reproductive rights, equal pay and other women's causes? I'm not quite sure yet. My time is limited, so I want to make sure I'm making the greatest impact possible with what skills I have.

Maybe even just a women's only support group where we de-stress and share? A women's circle.

Hmmmm, that has potential.