A RANT THAT IS TMI
I need to vent because life gets heavy sometimes and itâs hard to be alone in your mind with these things. Iâve found that doing this gives me an outlet and hopefully finding others who feel as I do. So back in November I had a work injury and forgot to send in a report about it. I didnât have insurance at the time due to how expensive it was which sucks because you get a penalty charge on your taxes for being uninsured. Itâs an unfair thing to the hardworking folks who put in time for crap pay and even work under poor conditions or strenuous physical demands. Having your government say, hey you work, you pay your taxes but you fucked up by not being able to pay for insurance. Anyway, so I got through the whole process to get this checked out, find that itâs a sprain in my knee that hasnât healed since November, itâs now March. They pay for the urgent care visit, the sports injury doctor, the MRI proving the injury and then deny the claim for physical therapy because I didnât report it when it happened. What was the point of going through all of this for three months if you knew this and still paid for those tests? Not only that but my company told the worker comp that they called the family I work for (Iâm a care provider for people with disabilities) and said that the family said they didnât know anything about it. Itâs all bullshit because the day it happened I told the parents, plus me and the mom are very close and she would have told me right away if someone had called her. She doesnât hide or keep things from me, she considers me family.
It has put a bad taste in my mouth over my company and the way they deal with things like this. I am a hard worker, I even stayed that day on two twisted ankles, a messed up knee, hip and arm. I was there 8 hours and couldnât do much with the child I work for due to all the pain I was in, so our activities were floor or table based. On normal days we play and work on habilitation which can be physically demanding and that wasnât possible. So now after all of that I still have a messed up knee and three months of wasted time. If I had known that this was going to be the outcome of this I would have used my insurance, though I didnât learn of this insurance until after I started the claim process. It had been active since December which would have been nice to know but again what can you expect from the way that Arizona department services are run.
If the can get out of spending any money on a person they will find a way, which is what Copper Pointe did, it was easy for them to deny it and for my company to throw it and lie about doing a more in depth search on my claims. I am a truly honest person and find that there isnât a reason to lie about things, especially something like this. The only reason I had informed my manager was to find some information on what happens if I were to have surgery on my knee due to the extreme pain, as well as others in my life who had the exact same pain in that area. I wanted to know if they offered any kind of time off. I like to cover every base I can in order to avoid losing out on pay. I barely make it every month and each month is so anxiety inducing. If it came down to missing work for this or just living with it I would have just left it alone. This is how the world works and itâs your word against those of higher power. You will always be in the wrong because they get final say.
My second issue is this. Since I just got insurance Iâve established a PCP, OBGYN etc. First of all my PCP is making it real easy for me to drop her and find someone else with more consideration. I take medications for anxiety, depression and a mood disorder, which they canât decide is bipolar or not. I need them badly and after a few days the effects are obvious. Pretty soon it will be hard for me to drive or get out of bed. My mood is very manic as I go through these cycles, it so disorientating and damaging to my job if it happens then. I still have to work and itâs hard, so hard. How the hell am I supposed to even get to work if I canât drive a straight line or keep the fogginess at bay?
Anyways, so she told me any times since seeing her she would refill these medications. I even brought a paper from a free clinic I had been going to. It had all the information they needed in order to record this and the phone number to the place to verify. Two different people took this information down. The front desk girl took the paper and wrote it down as well as the doctorâs assistant who I watched type every single one into my file on the computer. I was there 7 days ago and told her I needed them refilled since I had one more left of each of them. She said she would send them out that day. I waited and waited but never got the text from my pharmacy saying they were filled so I called the pharmacy thinking maybe they didnât send it yet. They had no record of it being sent over.
So called my doctorâs office and the girl I spoke to seemed like she didnât know anything. I explained to her three times the situation and she claimed she couldnât find any record of these medications, the ones I made sure to give them straight away to avoid this. I called every day since and still nothing, after the third day she magically found the medications and was waiting for doctor approval and for the quantity and mg, which had given the second day calling. I even called today and got the same damn thing from when I first called. Iâve been out of medications for about five days and feel like shit. It has really made me feel as though I made the wrong choice in a provider. I am considering finding someone different who will take things seriously and do their job. Luckily the family I work for is on vacation and I have this time to be in this depressed anxious state.
The last thing on my list here and this is going to get personal, a lot of tmi. I went to my new OBGYN and did all the fun tests you get to do that are both uncomfortable and awkward. After all the tests the doctor sat down with me and said matter of fact, you guys donât plan on having kids I see. I was taken aback by this because we do plan on having kids just not right now as our money situation isnât the best. I told her this and she look at me with concern and I didnât understand what was going on. She explained to me that due to my age, weight and birth control that this factors are working against us conceiving. That was a huge punch to the gut and I wasnât expecting to hear that. So she hooked me up with this woman who is helping me to lose weight and Iâve lost 6 so far which is a great feeling. But due to this whole business with my meds I am having a hard time not falling back to eating to fill that void. So far I havenât but I want to.
Anyway, so I had another problem that had to be checked. This is where it gets personal. I got my nips pierced a few years ago, after a year they got infected, did the whole antibiotics thing and it seemed to have gone away. But about a year or so ago I started feeling pain and something hard inside of it. Because I didnât have insurance it been a struggle to deal with this. On the pain scale itâs about a 7 to 8 some days. The doc didnât find anything upon inspection but decided to send me to get an ultrasound. So did that and they found an abnormality inside? Just think if she hadnât sent me and it got worse. I got sent to a specialist who gave me three options, 1 was to leave it alone, 2 was antibiotics and the last option is removing the damaged tissue, which is last because itâs the worst one on the list. So Iâm on antibiotics for two weeks then I wait 3 months to make sure itâs gone before we visit the last option. So this is the last option, we remove the damaged tissue which will cause the nerves inside to die and cause the nip to cave in making it an unusable source of feeding a baby.
This all happened within two weeks and its weighing heavy on me. This is where I feel the most alone; no one knows or can understand this feeling I have. It feels like some kind of punishment from the universe or something. To know that I might not be able to have kids but even if I do I basically have a shutdown boob. Iâm very old school and feel as though breastfeeding creates a bond with mother and child, itâs important. But it feels as though all my dreams are dashed and the only thing I can do is sit and watch. Iâm trying though, to at least lose weight, this has been a great motivator for me to get on the ball. But who can say if this one thing will help in the end? Iâm 30 which isnât old but it is a concern, due to the fact that we might not even start until our mid to late 30s.
âThe miscarriage rate is 11.7 percent. By age 30 your risk of having a baby with Down syndrome is 1 in 952, and a baby with any chromosomal abnormality, 1 in 385.â â parenting.com How can I do that to a child? Knowing this is a possibility? Now before you get all uppity there isnât anything wrong with down syndrome or anything but with the knowledge I have on this how can I be selfish and not give my child a chance of being born healthy? This study is just for age 30, but considering when we decide to have children it probably wonât be until after 35 if that.
âThis is the age when your doctor might recommend amniocentesis or some other prenatal screeningâwhich for many women is anxiety-provoking while they await resultsâbecause the risks of having a baby with Down syndrome or another type of chromosomal disorder begin to rise significantly.â â parenting.com.
âThe miscarriage rate rises after age 35 to close to 18 percent. Rates of stillbirths are about twice as high among older pregnant women than younger ones, according to recent studies, although the reasons are unknown.â â parenting.com
The above are my concerns and at that point do I even take that risk? I get tired of hear people say, well so and so had a healthy baby at 45. Good for her, but all womanâs bodies are different and you canât base my situation on someone else. Based on my own body I feel like there is a greater chance of the above happening.
Itâs been hard to accept this as a possible reality considering Iâve found a man I love who I want to have children with and grow old with. Before him I was so afraid to have children due to my upbringing with a destructive parental unit. I didnât want to end up like my mother because I can see a lot of similarities in us that scare me.
Age is a big problem for me mainly because I donât want to be too old to enjoy my children. I want that time when Iâm still able to play with them and be involved and not be in my 60s when they are my age. I wish I had children in my 20s. You know how old my mom is right now? Sheâs 50! Sheâs young still and Iâm 30 we are 20 years apart and she looks young, people used to think she was my older sister, not in that cheesy way but even at school functions theyâd ask where our parents were.
So thatâs been my past 2 weeks and it feels good to get some of this out.









