Forgive me...

...another rant.  Feel free to come back tomorrow if you're not in the mood for bile.

I love my job and the people I work with.  I still hate insurance companies. 

I hate that a man in excruciating pain who wants to avoid surgery has a $10,000 deductible and cannot afford to follow the treatment plan that may help him escape the scalpel.  Seriously, what cold-hearted SOB writes a policy with a deductible that size and then charges $500 a month for it?

I hate that someone else who we couldn't help avoid surgery has been crawling around in excruciating pain for TWO MONTHS waiting for her insurance to approve her surgery.

I hate when a patient who has truly good coverage bitches about having to pay a $15 copay ONCE every 12 visits when they've pulled up in the parking lot in a nice car and they come in wearing the latest styles.

I hate that insurance companies will pay for me to take a $35 pill that gives me nasty side effects when I get a migraine but they won't pay for a $35 visit to the chiropractor (that's far more effective and doesn't make me feel sick in new and exciting ways) for me or anyone else who gets a migraine.  (But again, I love that I work for my chiropractor and can be adjusted any time I need it as a benefit.  Thank you, boss!!!)

I hate that when I need to call my company I sit on hold for eons before I get to someone who lies to me.

I hate coming home at the end of a long day of dealing with all the fussy technical ways visits have to be posted and double-checked to meet some asinine insurance regulations so our biller can jump through all the flaming hoops the companies set up (though I love that she does her job so well and gives me the answers I need to do my job in a way that facilitates hers) only to find yet another rejection letter from my own insurance company (take your pick, dental, auto, or medical...I have outstanding claims with all sorts of stupid reasons for denials in each one of those policies) after having gone through the fussy technical dance to get it my claim paid.

It's just a great way to end the day.

No rant tomorrow, I promise.