#129 - Don't Like Cancelled Surgeries

It's pretty exciting to be so near the end of my treatments!  I can check surgery, chemo and radiation off my list. But there's one more thing...
In early November I got scheduled for one more little surgery, at the end of December. Not exactly a fun thing to look forward to, but I've met my deductible, so it's a treat not having to pay for meds and appointments. Plus, I'm ready to be done with this minor discomfort, that became major with my chemo treatments. I won't go into it, but I was glad to meet Dr. D and I was encouraged that this surgery would take care of things. He seemed likeable, with a decent sense of humor. As I recall, we ended up laughing about my wig. Now that I'm thinking about that jolly conversation, I'm so mad I want to throw my Dammit Doll... maybe at him. 
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Yesterday, I was scheduled for my pre-op.  I asked the woman on the phone to check on my coverage one more time. She called me back 10 minutes later saying, she was very sorry, but there had been some confusion. My surgery was NOT covered. Then she added, "And I'm afraid Dr. D doesn't accept your insurance."  "What!" I wailed into the phone, remembering how they handed my insurance card back to me in the office, saying there was no charge since I'd met my deductible. "You'll be getting a bill for that appointment, I'm afraid." 

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I was a mess when I got off the phone. It's too late to set up surgery with a different doctor for 2016.  I'll just keep my fingers crossed that I have no agonizing flare-ups before I can schedule in the new year... with my new insurance... and a new list of doctors and facilities that I can't use.  

Today is a new day and I think I have the strength to throw that doll! And I am not paying that bill.