Alexah
Well-Known Member
So I had to spend part of my afternoon yesterday in the ER. Female issues, I'll leave it at that. Anywho, they tell me to make an appointment with my doctor as soon as possible. I call. No, I don't have insurance. No, I don't have $250 to throw around. No, I don't have a credit card. Yes, I know I'm a freakin' loser who got sick and lost her job and possessions a couple years ago and who has crappy credit and who is just now working her butt off trying to get back on her feet. Sure, I'll hold.
Oh, I need to talk to a financial counselor? Does it matter that I'm bleeding profusely? No? Okay then, patch me through. Ah, wait wait wait...wait wait wait...a half hour later and I'm told they'll try to get back to me by Monday. Ugh!
We have a free clinic in Cleveland. I call 'em. Oh? The soonest I can get in is May 20-something? Sure, I'll hold off my bleeding until then. Because I'm working I'm not a priority? Now I have to wait longer? Why don't I see my doctor? I'm broke! Doesn't matter, I get it.
Call back the financial counselor. Do you understand I'm in pain and that my reproductive organs are not functioning properly? Do you get it can be something serious? You want $500 just to see me?! GRRR!
Fine, I'll pay it. I'll sell something. Just get me in. Ah, you only have an appointment with a male doctor who doesn't perform those tests? Thanks. No, I need to see someone who does perform the proper tests. Oh? June, you say? Yeah, probably can't wait. You have appointments for emergencies? Really? Can I get one? Okay, I can wait wait wait...wait wait wait...wait wait wait...I can't have one? Can you ask my doctor? She's the one who wanted to see me as soon as possible. Okay, I'll wait. No, I'll hold. Fine, fine, you can call me back.
And so I wait for a return call to see if I can get a darn appointment for my ovaries that aren't working and are causing me immense pain and clotting blood...and yes, my hands and feet are turning blue because my blood pressure sucks since I lost so much blood yesterday. But, yes, I'll wait.
UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH!
Oh, I need to talk to a financial counselor? Does it matter that I'm bleeding profusely? No? Okay then, patch me through. Ah, wait wait wait...wait wait wait...a half hour later and I'm told they'll try to get back to me by Monday. Ugh!
We have a free clinic in Cleveland. I call 'em. Oh? The soonest I can get in is May 20-something? Sure, I'll hold off my bleeding until then. Because I'm working I'm not a priority? Now I have to wait longer? Why don't I see my doctor? I'm broke! Doesn't matter, I get it.
Call back the financial counselor. Do you understand I'm in pain and that my reproductive organs are not functioning properly? Do you get it can be something serious? You want $500 just to see me?! GRRR!
Fine, I'll pay it. I'll sell something. Just get me in. Ah, you only have an appointment with a male doctor who doesn't perform those tests? Thanks. No, I need to see someone who does perform the proper tests. Oh? June, you say? Yeah, probably can't wait. You have appointments for emergencies? Really? Can I get one? Okay, I can wait wait wait...wait wait wait...wait wait wait...I can't have one? Can you ask my doctor? She's the one who wanted to see me as soon as possible. Okay, I'll wait. No, I'll hold. Fine, fine, you can call me back.
And so I wait for a return call to see if I can get a darn appointment for my ovaries that aren't working and are causing me immense pain and clotting blood...and yes, my hands and feet are turning blue because my blood pressure sucks since I lost so much blood yesterday. But, yes, I'll wait.
UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH!