Tittyology

The Phonecalls

Got a call a couple of days after the doctor's office had scheduled the surgery saying that the insurance company had approved the surgery. I was elated! - And shocked. (I decided that I wasn't going to fight with them over this. I'm tired. I just want it over. No more fighting.)

The secretary at the doctor's office called me to let me know...and wanted to know how I managed to get the approval. I had no answers. It was beyond me. Seemed like a miracle...right up until the call from the insruance woman at the hospital saying there had been a mistake...that it never should have been approved.

The following - not so mature - conversation was the result...

"But it HAS been approved," I told her.

"Well, it shouldn't have been."

"But it is."

"I'm saying they shouldn't have."

"I'm telling you they already did."

"We can schedule you for next week."

"I'm already scheduled elsewhere...and it's approved."

Then my cell phone lost the connection. (I happened to be on vacation in the Santa Ynez Valley of California. I never have a good connection in the mountains.) BUT...not sorry that I lost the call, and I didn't try to get it back.

So, I put back on the boxing gloves. Here we go again...so much for no more fighting. (That insurance woman got me all riled up again...tell me she understands. HA! They say these things and all it does is make me angry and highly indignant. Has she ever been in danger of losing part of her boob? Only then can she tells me she understands.) Grrrrr.

MRI results

Got my MRI results...no evidence of cancer!! What a relief...The waiting is painful. Bad results would have made next day's trip to California less than happy. Glad there's nothing else and that I can kick back and just enjoy myself.

Now back to the lumpectomy...the second opinion doctor went ahead and scheduled it. Don't think my insurance company will permit it to be done there, but we'll see. I'd certainly prefer it as she does more of these...and it is my boob, after all.