Catch 22

So my insurance isn't covering the pathology lab that diagnosed my cancer. Cost - $1800... because I'm sure to just have that lying around. They don't like the particular lab the hospital sent the sample to. So, because my hospital didn't bother to check a list from my insurance and see, oh, that lab isn't on the list, let's send it somewhere else, I'm supposed to pay nearly 2000 dollars? I was unconscious, and as far as I knew, they were diagnosing it in-house. They are a large hospital system, so shouldn't they have pathologist on staff? No, wait, they have to send it to a lab in California. The insurance company says I can contest it, and will get a response to my written contest within six months. The lab says the money is due now. I told them both I don't have that money, and won't. My husband has no job, unemployment has yet to come through, and oh, yeah, I keep having $30 to $150 copays for getting my cancer treated. Though, I guess I wouldn't have the copays if I had known diagnosing my cancer was not covered. Well, that would save everyone some money wouldn't it, if I just hadn't gotten diagnosed?

So frustrated. And then the insurance company is giving me shit about the fact I don't have them anymore. Cause I totally had control over the fact my employer changed insurance companies and went to a crappier, more expensive one (out of pocket expenses) that forced me to change my primary care provider now that I'm in the middle of cancer treatment. Grrr.

Breaking Up

No, my marriage is still going strong. It's just I really like that song, and it's really a great description of a breakup and the feelings involved... especially after time has passed. It's one of those songs, like Hey Ya! that is just fun to sing along with and has a great beat, but when you think about the words its a little more depressing.

Meanwhile, I'm going to get a tattoo on August 23rd! Woot - birthday present :D It's going to be a pseudo butterfly - so it will look like a butterfly from a distance, but it's going to be made out of peacock feathers for the wings, and the body will be a peach cancer ribbon (for endometrial cancer). It's going to go on my arm - originally I was going to put it on my upper thigh, but Wayne pointed out I would only be able to see it when in my panties... I'm not sure how much easier it will be to see it on my upper arm, but he promises he sees his pretty well. Meanwhile, we'll also start saving so maybe Wayne can finally get his sleeves finished (one needs covering, so it will take a lot of work).