Wednesday, May 23, 2012

A Funny Little Quilt and I May Be Losing My Mind And Thank God I'm Not Hormonal Right Now on Top of Everything Else Since I've Already Cried Twice Today

Once, on the phone, with a total stranger.  But I'll get to that.

However, things are looking up.  So we'll start at the bottom and head for higher ground, okay?

1.  The insurance saga continues...  when I emailed them the new information they wanted on Monday I included a request for whoever received the message to take SECONDS and email me back, so I would know they had what they needed from me.  I got an automated response promising me that emailed documents are pulled through the day, and would be in someone's hands within 24 hours.  And also, they had a large bridge for sale I might be interested in.

So I called again this morning, to check the progress on that.  If the phone could give me a blank stare, that's what I got.

I'll spare you the sordid details, but the real low point was a man in the Coordination of Benefits office telling me I was at fault for not providing complete information, and I would have to re-start the process of getting the surgery authorized, and that means getting back at the end of a long, long line, and authorization for surgery in one week?  When pigs fly.

He didn't like the way I talked to him, so at least we had that in common.

But he did transfer me back to the Eligibility office where an ANGEL answered the phone.  (And I'm not just saying that in case Lisa ever reads this.  Hi Lisa!)

By that point I'd been on the phone for forty-seven minutes, and had enough stress to send a herd of elephants on a rampage, and started to cry.  Hello humiliation.

But guess what?  She fixed the problem.  She not only fixed it, she gave me her direct (work) email to communicate through; she called Children's herself and got everything settled with their financial people; and called AND emailed me back to reassure me that we are

GOOD TO GO.

That's a little inside joke, for any of you who've seen the movie Contact - a family fave, in the Grasshopper house.


2.  Which means...
7 DAYS TO SURGERY!

Yes, we are camping on that GOOD news, because...


3.  I think Tate also needs a new Hearing Aid.  He's mentioned a few times lately that he doesn't think it's working like normal.  Now, those are words that strike fear into a mother's heart, because when a kid thinks their HA isn't working, the odds are about even that it's their hearing that isn't working.  But the HA seems to not work well only intermittently, and he's not known for fluctuating hearing loss.  So - though this sounds strange - I hope his HA isn't working properly.

So I have another email in to his Audie down at Children's to see what we can do about that.  Actually, I mentioned to her last December that I didn't think this HA was cutting it any more, but she was able to tweak it.  Insurance companies like HA's to last five years.  They're expensive.  And Tate has had this one just over four years.  She doesn't want to submit a claim to replace it unless it isn't working or isn't meeting his needs.  (And - no - there was no wink-wink-nudge-nudge-go-break-it in her voice, though I have to admit it did occur to me...)  At the time I questioned the second criteria, but now I'm questioning both.

Recent testing shows he's lost another five db's at a couple of frequencies, and I just don't think this HA is serving him anymore.  And I really don't want this to have to be another battle.


4.  And to round out the morning...  recently, on the home front, Wyatt and I both broke cereal bowls (leaving us five of the eight blue bowls we love, which I got at Ikea years ago), Gunnar broke a green pyrex bowl that was my Nana's, Mt. Laundry (for you climbers, out there) is looking like a full-day 5.9, and - the icing on the cake - one of the bunnies got to come in the house for a visit and peed on Gunnar and the couch.  (Thank God for fake leather instead of upholstery.)

5.  On the bright side, the sun is out, if briefly.  In between phone calls and emails about the insurance we got through our school work successfully.  I think the boys could tell I was nearing the Cliffs of Insanity - not aggravated at them, but in general - and really stepped it up.  (Was my hair standing on end, or did the smell of therapy Nutella on my breath tip them off?)

They're out mowing the neighbor's lawn, the lunch dishes are done with no new breakage, and I got mail.  Real mail.  From a real friend.  A friend who is a true, professional encourager.  Who, though she is full-on in the throes of parenting a newborn, took time out to send me a note with a generous gift - a contribution to our driving-to-Seattle-a-hundred-times fund.

Love you, Kimberly :-)

(That was the second time I cried.)

6.  And, since I still can't load the pictures I wanted to...

I'll include a tide-me-over, since I'm thinking of Kimberly, and this relates to her :D

Long ago, a friend of mine and I bought a collection of vintage reproduction fat quarters.  (That means pieces of fabric that look old but aren't, for you non-sewers.)  We each got forty pieces.  Took me forever to cut into them, and before I did I divided them into pastels, and brights.  Made these two quilts out of the pastels, and gave them to new babies at church.


This one has ragged edges around the squares, and I really loved it.


This one really looks old-timey :D

With the brights, I made a tumbler quilt for ME.  Love it.



Then I had just a small, random selection of scraps left over, so I tried to figure out what I could do with them, and came up with this.


It's small.  Only about twenty-eight inches square.  And just feels kind of like spring to me.  Like a pinwheel, maybe.

I'd already sent Kimberly a baby quilt, so I just tucked this in, to maybe use with the car seat, or the stroller, when you might want something small.  Or it can be her sweet baby's doll quilt, when she's a little older.


So, hallelujah, I think we can cross the insurance situation off the Mother Load until next year.  And we can focus on finishing the school year strong and transforming Tate's ability to hear.

And now, back to our regular programming...

9 comments:

tammy said...

seven days. hang in there. deep breaths and prayers for a calm and noneventful seven days. I LOVE all the quilts ... beautiful.

Rebecca D said...

Wow, what a day! I am glad for the good outcome. We will continue to pray for the surgery!

Your quilts are just beautiful! Allison was sitting beside me while I read your post and leaned over and admired them with me. I love the idea of giving a baby doll quilt to a child you gave a baby quilt to... So sweet to think of the generations of mothers and daughters using both of them!

Q said...

Praying, praying, praying!!!

Ruby said...

You tumble as well??!!
Those rugs are just gorgeous. Don't know how you can give them away.

TRS said...

Beautiful quilts! Really beautiful!

And I cried seeing the quilt for Kimberly... you are so thoughtful!

(Has she received it yet? I'm dying to hear her reaction!!!)
I'll be looking forward to taking pictures of baby L on that charming swirl quilt when I get out to see her!!

Herding Grasshoppers said...

Thanks, friends :D

And - yes - Kimberly has already received it (before I posted).

Julie

Liz said...

Julie,

I can so relate to your frustration with the insurance. I have a post written in my head about how we have become a nation of "I can't". I feel like I spend my days on the phone "training" the front office of every provider, therapist and specialist our son goes to. Regarding insurance there are so many times that I have asked to speak to the manager of the department. The silver lining is that Tate is getting his CI in a week. I am so excited for him! Prayers and good luck! Liz

Herding Grasshoppers said...

Liz, you ought to write that post! I'm WITH YOU. Most of the folks in our life are more "can-do", but there have been a few... *shudder*.

I like how you put it, "training" them!

Julie

leah said...

I would have never guessed there were pieces of fabric called "fat quarters!" I learned something new today - love your quilts. I really need to learn how to sew! They are so beautiful!