Chronic Ama

Last Tuesday I was told that I needed pre-approval from my insurance to start Lupron injections to help alleviate my endometriosis. I was told it would take a week and that if I hadn't heard anything in a week, I'd have to call back and see what was going on.  This morning I was able to follow up and was told that approval can take up to a month. Which, given the cost of the treatment and that it's only recommended if birth control pills don't help, I could understand why the wait. But, of course, I had my doubts still.  After two hours on the phone with insurance and leaving messages for the doctor, I find that my primary insurance doesn't require authorization for Lupron and that my secondary insurance should be able to approve it over the phone since they are secondary and are not covering the full cost.  Now I am only waiting on my doctor's office to stop dragging their asses and call for the authorization (which I left them the direct phone

Allow me to wallow for a moment. Have had a three day streak of feeling better than I have in quite a while. Now, I'm bored and lonely at home wishing I had someone to just pop some YouTube videos on the TV and share my fridge full of beer with.  This has got to be the downside of being in your mid thirties. Most of your friends are also married, have kids or probably have to go to work tomorrow morning.  This sucks. I thought about finding some younger friends, but most younger people are just fucking stupid. Notice, I didn't say ALL! So, don't get your panties in a bunch. Or do... like I give a fuck what you think, right? Also, I'm feeling really fucking old realizing that the first Coal Chamber CD came out when I was still in high school. I bet some of you were in kindergarten in 1997... Just saying. or... stating a fact. Maybe I'll just fuck with everyone on Facebook for a while and then fall asleep watching horror movies. Because, fuck

Guess who made it through a whole day at work and a trip to the Easter Bunny?!? I think making sure I take my medicine when I'm supposed to is making a big difference. Thank Satan for cell phone reminders!!! Still waiting on the doctor to call to see if the Lupron shots are going to be covered by insurance. I really don't want surgery any time soon. Plus, I've read great things about the effects of Lupron on Endometriosis pain. Going to work for a few hours again tomorrow! Then I'm taking the afternoon to rest up. I have a celebration to look forward to this weekend. It's time to tuck the kids in. Until tomorrow....

Ok, I'm seriously excited to go to work tomorrow! How lame is that? I need something to distract me from the what ifs. I did find out today that I have another bad case of Endometriosis that is causing the pain and bloating. I'll be starting Lupron injections if my insurance will cover it. If not, surgery may be the best other option. Also, starting the injections makes the symptoms worse for the first few weeks to a month, so I may be taking a leave from work again. Blah. But, I've already started on a budget and started meal planning again. I'm also going to research some low impact exercise to keep me moving or I may just start walking again. I need to be as normal as I can through this transition. I've got a lot on my mind! But, I'll leave you with this... My new dress for the wedding of the year this weekend....

I chose this lovely picture of endometriosis because of the "thick gelatinous" description. That's kinda what I picture going on in my belly as I type.  I had yet another surgery on February 20th in which they removed another hemorrhagic cyst, a little scar tissue, and a lot of endometriosis.  All was well after two weeks and I went back to work. On the fourth week post surgery, I was hit with a horrendous pain and a bloated, swollen belly. That has never happened after surgery. Also, going on a month since the surgery, I wasn't able to wear regular pants without a deal of discomfort. Something was not right.  My doctor diagnosed me with a post surgical infection. The pain got better for a day, then was right back to drop me down, kill me now level. Of course, that meant that I had to go to the emergency room. In the emergency room, they found no sign of infection or of abscess. They diagnosed me with just lingering post surgical pain. My doctor u