Starry Wisdom

So, as if I didn’t have enough stress, I got a letter from my insurance company saying that while the facility, Stanford Hospital, was in the network, the provider for my upcoming REMOVAL OF BRAIN LESION surgery was not in the network, and I could incur sizeable out-of-pocket expenses. Nevermind the fact that they’ve been paying for the office visits for the past month. So I call them and the guy says “oh yeah, I see your doctor right here, he’s in the network. But to finalize the resolution I had to fax them the letter. Yesterday was a day off, so I did it today. So I did it this morning, called them back, and they said it would take 2-3 days for hte fax to get into the system and go to the right person. And then they’ll call me back. Meanwhile, I get to stress about it. Reading the message boards at the angioma alliance it seems like insurance companies like to dick around with people expecting brain surgery. FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC. The high point of yesterday was dinner with at Ti Couz in SF. He was near the end of a conference trip from hell, and had a long layover at SFO on his way back to Boston. So going to Ti Couz was a natural way to spend some time.

Then I woke up today at 5:45am (I start work at 6am on Tuesdays, from home) with no hot water. I left voicemail for the landlord. I heard from him around noon, he thinks the pilot in the water heater went out. He was playing phonetag with a plumber. But as of then he had no ETA for hot water. I came home around 4PM< and still no hot water. Grumble, I feel so dirty, I really want a shower!!!!