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28 September 2013
17 June 2013
I'm pretty sure that when 'Ol Alex Bell labored over his new invention that he actually intended for us to use it by actually reaching the person we called. None of this press 1 for English or I'm sorry I didn't understand please repeat your response.
Now normally, as many of you who know me personally can attest, I have no stomach for waiting on hold. However, I must endure this madness in order to actually get to a real-life person. I cannot afford to leave this matter in the hands of a recorded voice.( who by the by might be more soothing if it sounded like Majel Barrett-Roddenberry for Star Trek's Star Fleet computer system)
I simply must reach someone who at one point in their life had an umbilical cord, not silicon chips.
For months now I have been wading through a stack of medical bills that at last count was in totalling in the region of $28,000. After each new statement I then have to call the billing department to negotiate a waiver for the services I am being billed for. I am still stuck in Virginia and while I do have a job, it has recently been reduced from a full time to part time position. Which in no way helps that fact that I fell ill in March.
This bloody elevator music is driving me stark raving mad!!! Why couldn't it be something more uplifting and upbeat? OR AT THE VERY LEAST MORE THAN ONE SONG OVER AND OVER!! I've been on hold for 15 minutes already
I've always known that I wasn't getting any younger, but at 1 year away from being 5 years away from being
1 decade away from 1/2 a century old, I didn't think it would all hit me at once.
The grey hairs I can deal with. I actually enjoy them. But being rushed to the ER in the middle of the night by your crazy roommate (see my other blog: http://rosenylundroommate.blogspot.com/) because you are curled up on the floor screaming in pain, is not the most glamorous entrance into middle age.
That night I racked up $4,000 bill for 2 hours in the ER to be told that I was exaggerating the pain and treated like some kind of pill-popping, drug seeker.
The following month I visited a doctor's office once a week for 5 weeks, being poked prodded and scanned and pricked and sliced up because early tests showed I possibly had cervical cancer. Then to be taken in for surgery to find that I had tumors and chicken egg sized ovarian cysts as well and endometriosis that had to be removed.
I tell ya, this is not how I envisioned being in my 30's to go. Never the mind that fact that people seem to think that I am and old maid because I've Never married nor had children. I ask you! what is so rewarding and commendable about popping out 3 or 4 kids and not having the means to properly care for them?
.... well other than the fact that if I did have 3 or 4 kids (or even just 1 for that matter) I would qualify for Medicare and not have to rack up cell phone minutes being on hold waiting for someone to pick up the damn phone in spite of the fact that my call is very important, please continue to hold for the next available representative, only to have to haggle with people trying to explain that I live on an extremely limited income and can;t afford to pay the bill; begging for charity.
I am truly grateful for the charity of INOVA Fairfax Hospital in Virginia. If not for whatever foundation that is paying for my a large portion of my medical bills, I might still be writing in agony on my bedroom floor with with my diseased cells and endometrial lining progressing towards fatal results.
There are still at least a few kind-hearted souls out there...though I wish one of them would answer the phone and save me from the torture of this awful hold music!
Now normally, as many of you who know me personally can attest, I have no stomach for waiting on hold. However, I must endure this madness in order to actually get to a real-life person. I cannot afford to leave this matter in the hands of a recorded voice.( who by the by might be more soothing if it sounded like Majel Barrett-Roddenberry for Star Trek's Star Fleet computer system)
I simply must reach someone who at one point in their life had an umbilical cord, not silicon chips.
For months now I have been wading through a stack of medical bills that at last count was in totalling in the region of $28,000. After each new statement I then have to call the billing department to negotiate a waiver for the services I am being billed for. I am still stuck in Virginia and while I do have a job, it has recently been reduced from a full time to part time position. Which in no way helps that fact that I fell ill in March.
This bloody elevator music is driving me stark raving mad!!! Why couldn't it be something more uplifting and upbeat? OR AT THE VERY LEAST MORE THAN ONE SONG OVER AND OVER!! I've been on hold for 15 minutes already
I've always known that I wasn't getting any younger, but at 1 year away from being 5 years away from being
1 decade away from 1/2 a century old, I didn't think it would all hit me at once.
The grey hairs I can deal with. I actually enjoy them. But being rushed to the ER in the middle of the night by your crazy roommate (see my other blog: http://rosenylundroommate.blogspot.com/) because you are curled up on the floor screaming in pain, is not the most glamorous entrance into middle age.
That night I racked up $4,000 bill for 2 hours in the ER to be told that I was exaggerating the pain and treated like some kind of pill-popping, drug seeker.
The following month I visited a doctor's office once a week for 5 weeks, being poked prodded and scanned and pricked and sliced up because early tests showed I possibly had cervical cancer. Then to be taken in for surgery to find that I had tumors and chicken egg sized ovarian cysts as well and endometriosis that had to be removed.
I tell ya, this is not how I envisioned being in my 30's to go. Never the mind that fact that people seem to think that I am and old maid because I've Never married nor had children. I ask you! what is so rewarding and commendable about popping out 3 or 4 kids and not having the means to properly care for them?
.... well other than the fact that if I did have 3 or 4 kids (or even just 1 for that matter) I would qualify for Medicare and not have to rack up cell phone minutes being on hold waiting for someone to pick up the damn phone in spite of the fact that my call is very important, please continue to hold for the next available representative, only to have to haggle with people trying to explain that I live on an extremely limited income and can;t afford to pay the bill; begging for charity.
I am truly grateful for the charity of INOVA Fairfax Hospital in Virginia. If not for whatever foundation that is paying for my a large portion of my medical bills, I might still be writing in agony on my bedroom floor with with my diseased cells and endometrial lining progressing towards fatal results.
There are still at least a few kind-hearted souls out there...though I wish one of them would answer the phone and save me from the torture of this awful hold music!
13 September 2012
02 November 2011
*achoo*
Cars that park themselves, phones that are smarter than we are, and all my files are now able to live on a cloud. Viagra, butt implants, lazer hair removal, organ transplants but STILL no cure for the common cold!! wth???
Things I have discovered while laying in bed sick this afternoon:
#1 - when I sneeze I do a sit-up. only a few more and my workout for today will be complete
#2 - lots of meds and playing FB games seems to have the same effect as drinking too much wine
#3 - hot soup should never be consumed in bed when you own three 10+ lb cats who like to jump on the bed to snuggle with you
14 September 2011
23 August 2011
Anybody else long for the days when The Weather Channel showed just weather? ...or is it just me?? I don't want to hear about the Golf Course Pick of the Week (brought you by Dell) or see what weather topics are trending on Twitter, I have a Twitter acct for that! I also do not to "re-live" hurricanes of years past. I was there, I remember them. I just want to know about Irene!!!
01 August 2011
Good thing I don't have children
One of my neighbors just found my cat & brought him back to me...
(1) no windows are open and I haven't left the house today
(2) I didn't even know he was gone!!!
Now the return of the fat ball of furry occurred just I discovered that the wonderful meal I prepared for dinner, and have been eagerly waiting for is still raw, because I didn't turn the oven on
If I had kids, tonight they would be lost and starving...
(1) no windows are open and I haven't left the house today
(2) I didn't even know he was gone!!!
Now the return of the fat ball of furry occurred just I discovered that the wonderful meal I prepared for dinner, and have been eagerly waiting for is still raw, because I didn't turn the oven on
If I had kids, tonight they would be lost and starving...
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