Well, it turns out that getting a new car when your wife is driving an old car is not very smart. We are therefore, as of Sunday, the proud new owners of this four door version of my car, in a much less frakish color (and w/ automatic and A/C):
THE BAD
Of course, after getting further into debt by taking a loan out for the car, Briana found out on Monday that her school hasn't paid any premiums to the health insurance company since September, so all of her medical bills and prescriptions back to 09/30/05 are being retroactively denied. Of course, over Winter break, she made a gazillion appointments so they would be done during her vacation... we are awaiting some type of resolution, but at this exact point, all of the doctors want the money from us.
THE FRAKLY
The Friday night premier of the new Doctor Who was frak-tastic and did not disappoint. I think that they kept it just campy enough to give me that "I'm 12 years old again, watching Dr. Who" feeling, while adapting the humor and the storylines just enough to make them work for the present day audience. Like any "Dr.", it takes a while to get used to a new personality/actor, but I think this guy's got it right.
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Oy, that really sucks about the insurance. I'm pretty sure my company did that, although I don't know the details. I just know I was sitting in a room getting chemo and a nurse wanted to check my insurance to make sure it would cover growth factor shots ($240 per shot), and the insurance company said my plan had expired or some such. I knew that wasn't the case, because just two weeks prior my insurance was fine, and my policy rolled over in November, not January. But this appointment was just after the first of the year, so I'm thinking my company missed a payment or something. The next day, people had heard whispers that something happened with the insurance, but no one knew any details and wanted to know what I knew (which was basically nothing).
What pissed me off the most was that I couldn't get the prescription filled at a pharmacy until the insurance thing was cleared up, but because Cleveland Clinic knew my insurance was OK before, they were willing to give me the shot in person and bill me for it. That meant I had to drive 45 minutes for one goddamned shot that week. I should've billed my company for the miles.
*gasp* re- the insurance!!! What a shady-ass thing to do. Can't you both be on your sweet, sweet government benefitted insurance?
In the meantime, there's always the Internets for any prescription drugs she may need.
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