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Neurologist office just called. My appointment is pushed to this Thursday, because we're still waiting on approval from my insurance.
(The Stroppy One was about to call them and ask about insurance *anyway*, because we are not trusting people.)
For those keeping track, this is week 3 of the migraines that are caused by the muscle spasms. With bonus sinus migraines.
Next up, call my insurance (armed with the procedure code), and ask what the hell is going on.
If I don't get an answer, or if my appointment gets pushed out again, then I'm making an appointment with my fabulous dentist for the shots, and we'll just pay out of pocket. Because FUCK THIS NONSENSE. I have lost so much productivity I've needed.
(The Stroppy One was about to call them and ask about insurance *anyway*, because we are not trusting people.)
For those keeping track, this is week 3 of the migraines that are caused by the muscle spasms. With bonus sinus migraines.
Next up, call my insurance (armed with the procedure code), and ask what the hell is going on.
If I don't get an answer, or if my appointment gets pushed out again, then I'm making an appointment with my fabulous dentist for the shots, and we'll just pay out of pocket. Because FUCK THIS NONSENSE. I have lost so much productivity I've needed.
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