The waiting game

I left the plastic surgeon’s office hoping that I would get a call that insurance would pay, but the surgeon’s assistant told me it could be a while and not to hold my breath. She said the insurance company usually denied all initial requests, but they would get more documentation from my doctors, physical therapists, surgeons, and massage therapists and resubmit the appeal. She told me it could be as short as a week or as long as a couple of months, so they’d contact me if they needed anything else.

That was June 21, 2018.

I assumed it would be a while before anything happened, so I went on with my physical therapy, pain lotions, spinal injections and such. On July 9, I got a call from Dr. Satan’s office....I assumed they were telling me we were going to submit additional information, but to my surprise, they told me that my procedure was approved and let’s go ahead and get the surgery scheduled. I was honestly floored. Of course I said that I would take the first available day....that day happened to not be until August 8. But we scheduled my pre-op appointment and she emailed me the releases and the orders for some tests that I needed to have before my pre-op appointment, which was set for July 24.

I was excited and scared to death. Excited because it was finally happening and scared because it was actually happening.

I quickly downloaded the documents for surgery and read through all the documents...a couple of times. I called my husband and waited for him to come home so we could make sure this was going to work (well, my husband said there was never a question, but the worrier wasn’t sure).