It's been a rough week here so far. Yesterday morning, I reached the "just shoot me" phase of this cold (y'know, where you just want it to STOP already), but I dragged myself out of bed at 6:30 anyway to get the kidlet ready for school and then drive him down to the funny car rally that is the parking lot and so-called dropoff "system" for his elementary school.
I had just gotten home and put my PJ's back on so I could go back to bed when the school called to tell me there was something wrong with his eye.
Now, the kid is smart and this is not the first time he's ended up in the nurse's office on a day that Mommy is sick and staying home from work. Because hey, if Mom can stay home by being sick, he can do it too, right? So, I'm sure the nurse thought I was nuts when I said (croaked) "Is there REALLY something wrong with him and do I REALLY have to come pick him up?"
She was probably ready to hand me the "Mom of the Year" award right there.
Anyway, turns out this was for real so back on with the clothes and back down to the school to pick him up and then over to the doctor's office to get his eye checked out. Turns out he had quite a scratch on his right cornea. I could even seen it with the naked eye, but at the doctor's office, they put a special dye on it and then turned on a black light and then you could REALLY see it.
Fortunately, it didn't seem to be bothering him much - he was more interested in trying to take the doctor's stethascope apart. They cleaned it and put a patch over it and gave me a prescription for some antibiotic eye drops and told me he could go back to school.
So, back we went to school and I dropped him off and went off to the pharmacy to get the 'scrip filled.
Which is where it all went so wrong...so very, very wrong.
Now, to be fair, I'm really sick. I haven't slept in probably 3 days. My hair is dirty and stuck up in a clip on my head. I've almost completely lost my voice so I can just sort of whisper/croak at people and then I get to the pharmacy only to have them tell me that my insurance will not cover the antibiotic eye drops and do I want to pay $82.50 for a bottle of drops that's about the size of my little finger.
Ummm...that'd be a NO.
I whip out my trusty cell phone and call the insurance company certain that this is some kind of mistake whereupon they tell me that I had to get "pre-authorization" from my doctor.
Okay...news to me. Never had to do that before. Haven't changed insurance companies. Doesn't the fact that the doctor PRESCRIBED this medication mean that he authorized its use? Plus, not like I'm going for experimental cancer treatment or anything. Antibiotic drops. For an eye injury...seems obvious to me.
At which point the ditz on the phone tells me "well, this is the agreement that Garden Grove School District made with our company."
HUH? I don't work for or have anything to do with Garden Grove School District.
I should mention at this point that my croaking and coughing on the phone is getting louder and the other pharmacy patrons are starting to edge away from me and yet still stare at me in horrified fascination.
And then it happened.
Little ol' polite (doormat) me who NEVER makes waves snapped and said "I want to talk to your supervisor because I don't think you know what you're talking about."
Holy crap! Did I just really say that? To a person? That's it, I'm going to hell!
And yet...the supervisor came on the phone and authorized the payment. Poof! Like magic. It's amazing what they will do to get me, the crazy person, off the phone.
Or, it might've also been the part of the conversation where I said "if you don't authorize this and my son gets an infection in his eye and goes blind I am SOOOOO coming after your company."
Yeah, apparently once I open up a can of backbone, I can't be stopped.
And I was feeling really good about it - like I slayed a dragon or something and then I came home and saw this. Zicam is the ONLY thing that clears out my sinuses. And I haven't noticed any impact on my sense of smell. In fact, if I have to trade a sense of smell for, y'know, the ABILITY TO BREATHE, guess which one I pick?
Win some, lose some, I guess.
I HOPE to be back to beady normal around here tomorrow. I've got to turn the corner and feel better soon, right? It's been five days.
For the contest winners - I've got your e-mail addresses and will be contacting you shortly so I can get the packages out to you.
For Sue who asked about becoming a Rings 'N Things Blog partner - they just asked me to do it. You might try e-mailing them and asking if they need any more bloggers at this time.
Hope everyone is having a good week!