Medical insurance in this country is so outrageously out of control, they are happy to authorize me to have steroid injections in my spine at upwards of $6,000 a shot, but they cannot see their way to authorizing $80 for acupuncture in lieu.
The $80 treatment is the one that is effective, whereas the $6,000 option increased my discomfort, significantly. There was the possibility that, injected in a different spot, it could have different results. Yes, well. I cannot justify that amount of money for “perhaps” and possibly more suffering.
Of course, the medical facility does not expect to receive $6,000, or anything like. It’s probably as well I learned a little about medical billing back when my father discovered he had cancer, with no health insurance. There is a reality gap.
It was a strange experience, trying to pay cash for my father’s bills. I think no one had ever made such an attempt before at that facility. They were obviously nonplussed.
That was when I discovered the enormous gap between what was billed and the payment that was expected. I don’t know the equations or the graphs or any of the other nitty-gritty details that go into it, but I think I would have had a stroke, when I saw the bill for the one steroid shot I did accept. In theory it would be costing me some $4,000 out-of-pocket and I have “good” insurance!
Reasonably good, at least, I think.
But here’s the thing:
If I was to switch to Medicare Advantage, it is possible I could get the acupuncture treatments covered. As well as dental and vision, maybe.
There would be restrictions.
Attempting to wade through the language and make sense of it just brings me up in bumps. It is too stressful to contemplate and I have never been a good decision maker.
So I shall slog on with what I’ve got. So near to being done with the oxy. If I happen to be feeling, next time I see my PCP, the way I felt over the past three days, that man may get an earful of my opinions about the whole procedure and the callous way it has been handled.
Cruelty to old women! It shouldn’t be allowed. But many suffer much worse, I gather, and the chances that I shall speak my mind? Not good. I’m a timid woman. Usually.
I threatened you with another book list. Still animal oriented, of course:
And still long, but I’ll only offer a few right now:
The Good the Bad and the Furry
Close Encounters of the Furred Kind
Under the Paw
Talk to the Tail
Tom Cox has written several other books and I have read all that followed the “cat” series which I couldn’t get enough of.
I love his writing. I loved his cats and I love his life perspective. Be prepared to laugh out loud.
And do check out his other books
Speaking of laughing out loud:
Bob Tarte will make you howl:
Enslaved by Ducks
I was captivated by the title of this book and was so glad to find the writings of Bob Tarte who lives with his wife Linda in rural Michigan, with many animals.
It’s extremely entertaining.
If memory serves, it was Bob Tarte who drew my attention to Carolyn Jourdan and these two wonderful memoirs. There followed “Out on a Limb”, a mystery and “Bear in the Back Seat”, the adventures of a wildlife ranger in the Smoky Mountains. All highly recommended. There are more and I keep meaning to obtain them as I am sure I shall enjoy those too.
Last for now, but not least:
The wonderful tale of Homer the blind cat.
My Life in a Cat House
Homer Saves the Day
The original story of Homer was my favourite but as a cat lover, it’s hard not to enjoy Gwen Cooper’s cat stories.