I got a bill in the mail today from my neuropsychologist. I've been very frustrated with that office because they have only filed my claim as psychotherapy, and my insurance, for some crazy reason, will not cover mental health treatment. (Funny that I said "for some 'crazy' reason"... Hahaha.) Point being, we're not having counseling or talk therapy sessions; he prescribes meds for me and I check in with him every 6 months.
Anyway, I decided I wasn't going to go back to see this doctor anymore if I had to pay for it mostly out of pocket. I'm paying out of every paycheck for health insurance! What's the deal? I even appealed the claim with the insurance but they denied it.
Anyway, I got a bill from that clinic today and they took a little more off so now I owe 80 something dollars. I thought about it, & I decided... I can pay that. If my ridiculous insurance won't cover my seeing this doctor, so be it, whatever, screw them, That's fine, whatever. I will pay what I have to pay, but I think it's best that I see this doctor because he's a specialist. I could get the same medications from a general practitioner, but they would not be specially trained in this area or be able to answer my questions as expertly about what's going on in my head.
Specifically, I have non-epileptic seizures. It's weird and kind of embarrassing to talk about, but the seizures are similar to partial complex seizures, not grand mal, fall on the floor and shake, seizure... It's a seizure I can feel and it slows me down and it freaks me out. Apparently, this is not caused by epilepsy; it's my body's way of managing feelings of stress or trauma. These seizures are controlled with an anti-anxiety medication.
Anyway, I'm going to keep going to this doctor that my mean old insurance won't pay much on, because he is good at what he does and that is what I need.
It's almost 7:30 p.m. and I need to wrap this up soon, but I do want to see the weather out here is amazing. It's breezy and comfortable, as in cool. The heat this summer was about to drive me nuts. (There I go again with the references to mental health... whaaa? heh...)
Anyway. I took Luna for a walk earlier, and it was lovely. The wind, the dimming sunlight, all that. Now the sky is a muted kind of bluish periwinkle. The street lights have come on and I can see the sky, the red brick building across the street, the green grass, the white sidewalks, the grey/brown pavement on the street, the green grass in my yard, the red bricks on my walkway, the black iron posts on my porch, the off-white string to the swing I'm sitting in, and the maroon shorts I'm wearing. Teehee
...And the beautiful Lena, who just walked outside to join me! Goodnight, world! Life is going to be OK after all. I have to believe that. :-)
