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it's just wrong





To send bills BEFORE the child who just had half his brain removed is even discharged!




That's right, folks.




Not only am I so exhausted I can hardly keep my boot-tay on this chair. I also have a pile of bills. Bills that were WAITING for us. Now get to be exhausted AND I must sift. Which really means call the various billing (lairs) departments and see what hasn't been billed correctly. Or what won't be covered.




Sweet! Can't wait...




Oh...and on a quick happy non-sarcastic note...




Took Trevy to school today. I know...I'm slightly off my rocker. I've come to terms with myself.




Buuuut...not only did his teachers smother him in love and hugs!




He did amazing! Even took three solo baby steps!




Which is just heart-warmingly fabulous...




But I still don't wanna make those calls.

Comments

Kristine said…
I live in Canada and can't for the life of me understand why America doesn't want to take care of their sick. I hear so much about the nightmare of hospital bills and co-pays. I am so thankful that we don't have to deal with that here. That is the LAST thing you need right now.

Wow, school?! That's amazing. :)
Ugghhh, Medical bills and insurance companies make me want to throw up in my mouth!! Greedy vultures...

On a happier note, SO glad you all are home & that Trevy is doing so well!!
That is just down right disgusting!!!!!!! COME ON PEOPLE! I don't even know what else to say, except, they can wait a few days (weeks, perhaps...). You deserve uninterrupted, no nurse popping in, no IV beeping and no puking....SNUGGLE TIME!!!!!
so happy you are home....
Marcia
Danielle said…
Kristine...one girl's amazing is another CRAZY! ;)

Monica...OMGosh! Those pajamas??? So flippin' adorable! And the coffee...just sent me over the edge. Thank you so much, hon! xoxo

Marcia...I know. They suck. I expected bills. But WAITING for us?!?!?! Anyway...

...danielle
JSmith5780 said…
Boo for the bills... Yay for Trevy steps!
Adesta said…
Ok, you put tears in my eyes when you wrote that Trev took a few steps on his own! I was not expecting that so soon!!! I am so happy for you all!!!

BUT...I'm now mad that they sent bills before you were even discharged. I mean, REALLY? Course it could have been worse, they could have brought them right to you in the hospital right?! lol
Colby said…
Praise the Lord for those little feet working!!!! I could not have heard anything more uplifting!

The hospital bill thing? Sucks Sucks Sucks!!! I would take my own pretty sweet time....From what I have been told, as long as you stay in contact (with your slobbering sweet, apologetic self), they pretty much will give you time....I can only imagine that stack waiting for you!

Hopefully there won't be much of a co-pay for you....Will pray for that!

And once again....GO TREVY!!!!

Cyndi

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