Continuing in the “Butt Incident of 2004″ or “Buttgate 2004″ or whatever it is this saga should be called…
I had to go to the local hospital to have my x-rays done. They have now informed me that my account will remain in a “self-pay” status until I get some more information to them. It seems that since I fell down at the movie theatre (thus I was on the movie theatre’s property), I have to get the movie theatre’s insurance information. And the hospital will not bill my insurance until they have BOTH sets of insurance.
Since our local movie theatres are all part of a chain, I have to contact their corporate offices. And of course, corporate offices have to take any requests of this nature to ‘legal’. And since the hospital wants the request soon, I’m trying to do this communication electronically. So I’m anxiously waiting to hear from the theatre’s office.
The thing that bothers me the most about this is that the reason people have insurance is so that if they hurt themselves, they’re covered. How can the hospital decide that they’re not even going to attempt to bill anybody other than me until I have gathered all the information they want? And why do they expect an injured person to track down all this information when they told me I should rest as much as possible?
Sometimes I hate insurance. I’m really glad I have it, but it can be a real annoyance at times. Another example of insurance insanity, I went to the pharmacy earlier this week to get my prescriptions filled (for Ultram, the only thing that relieves my pain at this time!) and I thought, “Hey, I’ll be efficient. My birth control will run out in a week and a half, I’ll just refill it while I’m here.” Nope, my insurance will not pay for it if I refill it early. I was two days earlier than when my insurance states I can get it refilled. So I need to go back to the pharmacy to get the pill. Ridiculous, huh?
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