Where to begin

Apr 23, 2010

I know that it has been a while since I have gotten on here. I am on here all of the time but I mainly just read and look at the profiles (and success people have had). So where to begin, I was trying to have my surgery through Clarian here in Indianapolis. I went through all of their steps and completed everything. I finished with my last supervised weight loss meeting and then my packet was off to insurance. So I waited 2 weeks......I got a call while in my math class at school. As soon as I was on the phone I knew that the call was not going to be good. She then began to tell me, "When we looked at your insurance, we thought that you had tricare standard. As it turns out, you have tricare prime and we do not accept tricar prime." I am wanting to scream YOU GUYS CHECK THIS WHY ARE YOU TELLING THIS TO ME NOW!!!!!!!!!!  Mind you I am at school and I am supposed to be in math class. She then continues," The doctor that you chose also works at ST. V's and they accept tricare prime." Whew swiping sweat off of my brow. So then the conversations continues and I receive the number to get in touch with Dr. Evanson's office manager. I call her as soon as I get home and make an appointment. I might have to wait another week but I waited this long what is one more week.
     
     So then April 12th rolls around. The rules at Clarian state that you cannot exceed your original weight. Which for me in their office was 217.4. A few days prior to my appointment I was 223.3. I went into freak out mode. I didn't want to ruin this. I have been working so hard to reach this goal and to finally be health that I didn't want to do anything to make this unattainable. I put myself on a liquid diet the day before and then fasted the day of my appointment. So I get to the appointment a nervous wreck. I am constantly telling myself to breath and calm down. I soon hear my name called and the first step is to weigh. I look at the scale and just hope that I am at least to that 217.4 mark ( I do not want to mess this up).
I step on the scale and see 213.7 and a big sigh is released from my body. I then get into the small room. I look and the info pamphlets and start to daydream with myself of what life will be like on the other side. 

     Dr. Evanson walks into the room and we chat/ go over all of the medical history from Clarian. Once he realizes that I have completed all of the steps he then tells me, " I will get you onto the schedule in May even if that means that I have to stay late." (I am in school full time and my only opportunity is during my break between semesters) As he walks out I have this nice warm and fuzzy feeling in my stomach. All of my anxieties at this point had melted away. I began to feel so silly for feeling the way that I felt. Then his office manager walks in because there was still somethings to talk about. She asks me, "Are you sure that you have Tricare Prime?" Well yes this is why Clarian sent me here. Okay well here is what needs to happen. (my stomach begins to feel weak again)
-Blood work (TSH and Hyperlori) OK that is easy
-All clear by a Cardiologist (........)
-All clear by a Pulminologist(.......)
-A letter from your PCP stating that you have been drug (check), smoke (check), and Alcohol (ummm uh oh) free for eight months ( are you %*&^% what @$#@)

At that point I was allowed to leave. Red eyes and all. Since November, I have done research waited for appointments and tried to do everything that they wanted me to do but this. 

  Another breath, lets be proactive... SO I called my PCP's office....She is on maternity leave until the following week and her next avil. app. is not until May 21 which will not work. I tried to talk to her nurse practitioner... Who then  tried to talk me out of my course. I was livid all I could do was cry.


So this is where I stand. I have been actively trying to get ahold of the office manager but she has not called or e-mailed me back. I understand that she is busy but all I want to do is come in and give a real weight and get this show on the road. I am at my whits end. 

I wish I could get the pictures small enough to put on here. I guess I am not that talented. Sigh. I am so sad right now. All I can do is cry and stuff my face. which is why I am in this position in the first place.
 

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