Archive for June 9th, 2009

If not for our good friend, Bethany, I would be in police custody with my wife’s endocrinologist’s skull in an evidence bag.

After taking the two injections that prepare her for tomorrow’s treatment, we found out that:

a) no one asked the insurance company for all of the necessary approvals

b) her endocrinologist insists that we all agreed that I would move out for a week or two and let Teresa fend for herself in our home (where we share common areas with two young children), and that she will do all of the radioactive treatments as an outpatient

c) if you tell this endocrinologist that he is mistaken, he will yell at you (even if you are in tears, feeling helpless and betrayed) and hang up the phone on you

d) how Bill Hicks felt about marketing professionals, I feel about doctors

I would write more (I’ll provide this asshole’s name and induct him to the Hall of Fame for Jerks soon), but I am expecting to take my wife to the hospital tomorrow (where hopefully she’ll get to be an inpatient!) and I want to spend as much time as I can with her.

To the handful of people that are actively (and sympathetically) scrambling to help my wife, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. To everyone else, not only should you feel ashamed to the pit of your soul (or lack thereof), but I promise you that the AMA will be getting a whole bunch of letters from me.

We don’t need healthcare reform in this country. We need healthcare.