My dad has had numerous skin cancer and precancerous spots removed from his head. My first cousin (my mother’s brother’s son) died of throat cancer. My maternal grandmother had ten brothers and sisters who lived to adulthood. Any guesses how many died of one form of cancer or another? Those of you who guessed any number lower than ten are leaving us today with a year’s supply of Rice-A-Roni, the San Francisco Treat™. All things being considered, I think that makes my chances slightly better than those of the cricket currently running around in the tarantula tank waving a sign that says THE END IS NEAR. So. Me, I’m making an appointment with the dermatologist to have a mole on my back checked out. Feel free to go lay in that coffin shaped box and be microwaved if you’d like.
MWF ISO PhD (or is it MD?)
3 June 2008 at 9:02 pm (Medical)
Tags: bipolar, depression, doctors, Medical, US vs John Lennon
Went to what I thought was my new shrink today, only to find out she’s a therapist and not the sort who prescribes meds. Grr. She did enlighten me a bit, though, telling me all the drugs I’ve been on have been for depression and not for bipolar. Explains a good bit. My depression has been relatively stable but the hypomania has never changed. Goes back to me wondering if my previous shrink was prescribing what was good for me or what the drug companies were suggesting he prescribe. Whatever. In the meantime, I have no drugs for my confused little brain. I’m hoping my primary care physician will write me a short script to tide me over until I get in to see the drug doctor my talk doctor recommended today.
I think I’m going to go watch The US vs John Lennon with Steve and knit at the same time to keep my hands busy.
Yerk
28 April 2008 at 8:51 pm (Medical, depression)
Tags: depression, Medical
A made-up word to establish how I feel. I feel like I’m screaming inside, and obsessive thoughts are running through my head over and over (see also the definition for obsessive, duh). For example this post has been running around in my head, fully written, yelling itself repeatedly for about the past hour. Never good signs. I feel like watching Love Story just so I can have an excuse to cry.
Just when I find a decent doctor…
25 March 2008 at 4:34 pm (snark)
Tags: Medical, people who suck
…the admin staff are feckin rude. We’ve been trying to get things worked out between HealthQuest and United Behavioral Health for almost a year now. It seems that, for whatever reason, when HQ sends through an insurance claim as “Dr. Rao,” it appears as out of network and is only paid as such. When it gets sent through as “HealthQuest,” it is in network and fully paid. UBH told me that the last time I called, said they would refile the claims correctly, and asked me to pass it along to HQ. I did, they said ok, we all bowed to our partners and do-si-do’ed and called everything done.
Today we get there, and are told we have a balance of some-odd. Insert sigh here. Rehash, restate, take one down and pass it around. Snatcherella Office Lady starts going off about how The Gov’ment™ streamlined something or other and it’s illegal for them to change The Form™ blah blah blah.
It occurs to me right about here that I am too sick to dazzle you with my usual snark and sarcasm. I’ll just sum up by saying Snatcherella Office Lady was an überbitch, we hates it, it burns us, and it’s sad that I’m going to have to find a new doctor b/c my current one’s clerical staff stresses me out! Never had this problem at Florida Psychiatric. grumble grumble
