Thursday, October 23, 2014
Run/ Walk/ Bike/ Elliptical (Today: 3.01 miles; Running Total: 12.63 miles)
Day 104 of *Another* 100 Days of Good Karma.
I’m going to start with the Silver Lining today because I believe good news should come before bad news.
So, good news…
Silver Lining: The ultrasound looked good yesterday. The left side still looks normal and the radiologist said that the tumors have all shrunk on the right side. So the chemotherapy is working.
Now for the bad news.
Holy insurance nightmare, Batman.
On Wednesday I got a phone call from my doctor’s office saying that they would no longer be accepting my insurance as of January 1, 2015.
After I restarted my heart, I called my insurance company. I left a voicemail for my case manager. When she finally called me back, she left a voicemail. The salient points:
What the hell?
I don’t want other providers. I want the medical team I already know and trust.
And I don’t want to shop for new insurance. I’m in the middle of cancer treatment. I don’t think another insurance company is allowed to reject me based on that, but the premiums are going to be insane.
Having cancer is hard enough. The last thing I want is to deal with this shit, too.
Looking at the webpage for my doctor’s office I see they’re accepting most insurances not involved with the Healthcare.gov Marketplace.
All but one Marketplace plan is being dropped in 2015.
One of the premier cancer centers in the country, maybe the world, is rejecting Obamacare. Or Obamacare is rejecting the cancer center. I don’t know which.
What I do know: I’m caught in the middle.
Let me be clear. I’m not opposed to Obamacare. The Marketplace plan we’ve had this year saved our asses. But this sort of red tape is infuriating and I wonder how this story is not in the news.
So that’s where I’m at.
Insurance is treating me like a bloody booger they can’t shake off their finger.
The doctor’s office is treating me like I’m a leper because I have a Marketplace plan.
And, selfishly, all I want is to not. fucking. die.
Who knew fighting cancer would involve national politics.
What’s your silver lining today? I love comments!
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