The statement, “when it rains, it pours” seems to be applicable lately. Unfortunately, it’s in regard to my health, and at this point, I don’t know what to do.
Last March I jacked up my shoulder and neck. I went to a chiropractor to fix it. It was feeling pretty good until I went back to school, and was carrying around both a backpack, and a big bag all the time. When I had it checked out again last week, the doctor decided that I need to undergo several weeks of physical therapy to help strenghen that area and prevent re-injury (which she concluded will be likely to happen, no matter what). To make matters worse, I was told I really should purchase a wheeled bag, as it would help with the neck/shoulder issues. As if I weren’t already a complete dork, I now have this to contend with on campus. People joke that they won’t walk with me any more…
Then, while I was at the eye-doctor this past Saturday, she found a “freckle” behind my retina. Like most “freckles” it needs to be monitored so that on the outside chance it turns into cancer, something can be done sooner, rather than later. However, the only way to do that is through getting pictures taken at a special office…which my insurance may or may not pay for. Interestingly enough, the eye doctor said that if my insurance *won’t* cover it, not to worry about the photos, and they’ll take them later in life. So, she threw in the argument that I might get cancer or might go blind some day because of this, but that I don’t need to worry about it right now if insurance won’t pay. Gee, thanks. How reassuring.
But the real icing on the cake was Monday, when I found out that Aetna somehow dropped my insurance in September, as they don’t have record of me being an enrolled student, despite the fact there’s record of the school paying for my insurance, and that they let me sign up for additional insurance in August. So, right now I’m waiting for them to check with the school that I am, in fact, a student, so they can authorize me again.
For real, it’s been one of those weeks where I feel like I can’t catch a break. I’m not sure what to do about the eye thing, particularly since Aetna isn’t paying ANYTHING right now. Obviously my insurance will get worked out, but I’d rather not deal with issues later on because they didn’t pay originally. By Saturday afternoon I was having a “why me?” pity party. I know life can be worse. I know I should be grateful that it isn’t. But I really just wish that my body would stop working against me.