This blog is a two-parter.

Part 1.  The Runaway Doctor

I recently received a letter from my beloved family doctor (AKA Dr. Feelgood) informing me that no longer will he be practicing family medicine but is, however opening his own MusclarSkeletal Neuropathy clinic.

Upon absorbing the news, I was literally in a heap on my kitchen floor.  This maneuver is what Jason refers to as "crumpling".  I crumpled!  So, I promptly called to make an appointment to get myself 'squared away' before he left me. 

I sat, waiting for him in his office.  He walked in and I started crying (no joke).  This is how our conversation went.

Me: Why?
Dr: You'll be fine.
Me: Whyyyy????
Dr: (laughs)
Me: Who will take me seriously NOWWW?
Dr: God only knows
Me: Can I still come see you?
Dr: No.  I will not be practicing family medicine--just muscular/skeletals
Me: I have musculars.  I have skeletals. 
Dr: You'd  need a referal.
Me: So?  Refer me.
Dr: I can't refer you to myself.
Me: Sure you can.
Dr: Ethically, I can't. 
Me: Bah.  You and your ethics.

...and that completed our office visit.....and part one of this tragic story.

Part 2. The Insurance Debacle

Everybody knows I love me some health insurance!  So, I was in bed a few nights and I'm just about ready to go to sleep when Jason says, "So, we're probably getting this new insurance.  It sucks.  We have to pay for everything out of pocket until we meet our deductible".  (record stops, needle scratches across record)    Come again?   Then he tells me, "....so whatever issues you have going on---better get them taken care of before January 1st".    I asked about co-pays for office visits and prescriptions.  Do I still have a $20 copay per appointment and/or my pills???  I'm (again) told about what out-of-pocket means.  Yikes.  Does this dude have any idea how often I go to the doctor?   Everyone knows I'm a hypochondriac!  This is gonna cost some bucks.  My Attention Deficit medicine alone must cost a pretty penny.  And it's worth every penny.  ....Now, then--where was I?   I couldn't tell you if it's helped with the ADD, but the side effects on that particular pill have been fantastic!   Then there's my thyroid medicine, my vitamin D's--which promote bone and breast health, my women's multivitamin, my headache pills, and also those little pink ones that keep me from killing myself.   Jason's gonna kill me.  Out of pocket for 4 prescriptions and countless OTC ones too??  Oh dear. 

Cut to January 2nd, I'll weigh 300 lbs and I'll be wandering aimlessly through the streets of Grand Rapids, due to my out of control ADD....  OH NO!!!  This isn't going to bode well for Leslie Bosscher.  Normally, I wouldn't refer to myself in the 3rd person.  It's kind of obnoxious, but I felt that it was appropriate in this circumstance. 

No likey.