Not one of these people, even though their lives of faith were exemplary, got their hands on what was promised. God had a better plan for us: that their faith and our faith would come together to make one completed whole, their lives of faith not complete apart from ours.
Today I embarked on what I anticipate to be a long, painful, and potentially fruitless quest: Trying to get more money out of our insurance company. Long story short, I have two more physical therapy visits* covered by my company for the year. Ideally I’d go twice a month, but even once a month is better than nothing — and still out of reach, since we have four more months in the year.
Before asking for money, I’m rallying my evidence. I’m getting a letter from my primary care doctor, who’s going to recommend continued PT; I’m going to get a letter from my physical therapist, confirming that it’s an effective palliative care; and I may actually see a back surgeon (which involves getting a referral from my doctor) to determine the cost of surgery and recovery, for comparison. It would cost $9,152 for me to go to PT every week for a year. A quick Google search indicates that surgery to somewhat correct scoliosis costs well over $100,000 (!!!!!!), excluding PT for recovery, etc. I could go to my regular PT for ten years and not incur that level of expense.
My job is to convince my insurance company that it makes financial sense to continue to pay for low-level PT as opposed to horrifying, invasive surgery some time down the road.
I’m reminded of the scene in Shawshank Redemption where Andy is trying to get funds for a prison library. He decides to ask the warden for money. Long-time inmate Brooks tells him, “Son, six wardens have been through here in my tenure, and I’ve learned one immutable, universal truth: Not one of them born whose asshole wouldn’t pucker up tighter than a snare drum when you ask them for funds.” I believe this may apply for insurance companies, too, but I’m going to try anyway.
I welcome any suggestions or advice for how to weasel through the evil insurance company’s obstructions. I leave you with this final thought.
Miracle Max: Have fun storming the castle!
Valerie: Think they can do it?
Miracle Max: It would take a miracle.
*In addition to sporadically doing stretching & exercises, I have been going to physical therapy semi-regularly, mainly for therapeutic massage, to deal with back discomfort caused by my scoliosis.