Today is bend-over-and-take-it-like-an-inmate day.
After much runaround with insurance companies, the surgery center where I got my eyes done, and talking to my eye doctor, I realized that I am officially out $2800.
It sucks really. Knowing I won’t ever get that back. I could have just lit the money on fire. That at least would have been
Here’s how it went down…
me: I still haven’t heard back from the chick at North Woods
call her again today?
me: just to keep you updated- I called the North Woods surgery center again
me: and she called the insurance company, and the insurance company currently has two claims that are processing for me right now.
The surgery center, and I assume the anesthesiologist. So I’m may even call today, and ask them to please file a claim
me: should I call today?
I’m gonna, I think
Dad: can’t hurt
me: Well shit. The woman at the eye doctor said she did file the claim, and that the $1400 I paid last week is for “specialty insertion and handling of lens” which isn’t covered. And that I can try and file it myself, if I want.
me: I dunno.
so, Now it sounds like the anesthesiologist hasn’t filed the claim yet. And, I don’t think I’ll get that money back.
That’s right, ladies and gents. you’ve just witnessed my bend-over-and-take-it-moment, brought to you by doctors everywhere. I’d like to show that doctor MY specialty insertion and handling fee. Asshole.
Thanks so much and have a great day!