He's all better now. He remarked yesterday that he doesn't recall when it happened, but he's forgotten all about not feeling well. Now he's just back to being a 40-something guy, with his usual aches and complaints. Happy day! But the reminders of his spinal episode will be long with us. Having fronted hundreds in copayments before we had any diagnosis, we were late to the whole workers compensation game. Now we're swamped with bills from the specialists, phlebotomists, nuclear radiologists, physical therapists, and any other "ists" with access to bookkeeping software. We've filed the comp claim, and I don't expect to get any of our copays back unless hell is fore casted for an ice storm. Paying anything else is simply out of the question. Now we wait for the gears of bureaucracy to turn. Faxing, calling, mailing, documenting, duplicating - what fun.
“You are what I never knew I always wanted”
12 years ago
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So, is that a clump ... or a tableau?
Yuck!! Put them all on a lazy Susan, spin the thing and the bill that stays gets paid.
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