Well, it's been a busy week...
Let me get the big news out of the way first. My mom got the results back from her doctor, for the testing they did after the cancer surgery. Things are, to quote the pathologist - EXCELLENT (and yes, I am told they did use all caps). There is no need for more surgery, no need for chemo, no need for radiation. More, she is just plain feeling better.
So, yeah... that's a huge sigh of relief for all of us.
In less exciting, but still welcome, news, I got a call from my lawyer. We won our appeal. The insurance company will once more pay up. My lawyer is thrilled (and not just because he gets paid).
Now, consider this... my lawyer copied me on the appeal letter and it's dated 12/20. Even if it reached them quickly, the insurance company didn't really have it until 12/21. That's the Thursday before the holiday weekend. Now, assuming that anyone with authority had the vacation time it's unlikely anyone even looked at the appeal until Wednesday 12/27. They sent my lawyer the response on 1/3. So, the entire decision process was, at most, three days. Probably less.
People I cannot stress this enough. If you are being jerked around by disability insurance, get a lawyer and appeal everything. Yeah, the lawyer gets a cut, but 2/3 of your benefits is a lot better than 0. The insurance companies count on you being too sick, too frustrated and too confused to actually fight back. Like any schoolyard bully, if you stand up to them, they will back down... and it never hurts to have a tough kid standing up with you.
Third thing... hey, I said it's been a busy week... I went to the dentist.
You may recall, I hate the dentist. I fear the dentist. I avoid the dentist for as long as possible, or longer.
Well, my front teeth have been bothering me to the point when biting wasn't really something I could anymore. I was at the point of cutting sandwiches into small pieces so I didn't have to use my front teeth to bite into them. So, I finally decided to see the dentist... new dentist, by the way (I'd let my teeth fall out before I go back to Smile Center in Huntingburg).
I was good and, when they called me to confirm the appointment I actually didn't back out. When I was exhausted and could leaning heavily on my cane by the time the afternoon appointment came around, I still didn't back out.
I did, however, tell Juno that I had a Plan - we'd talk to the dentist, get his opinion on what needed to be done and, if was something quick and easy, we'd do it but if it required drilling or real work, we'd make another not-afternoon appointment.
Well, long story slightly less long, the dentist listened to my story, looked at my teeth, said it was quick and easy... give him 5 minutes... and that was it. Five minutes later, teeth cleaned and feeling 1000x better, I walked out of his office.
Oh, yeah... fourth thing... I've started writing the next installment of my Wyrd Tales stories. The prologue for The Raven's Apprentice goes up on Wednesday.
So, yeah... big week.
Onward