Just got off the phone with my health insurance provider. Trying to get them to pay *their share* of the homebirth. You know, the one I discussed with them a year ago. The one they agreed to pay 80% of. Well,
let’s just say I’m having trouble calling them a “provider.” They cut a check for less than 40% of the homebirth.
Can you imagine if your partner “provided” for you like insurance companies manage to?
You give a whole lot of what you have to offer–they give you an excuse for everything they won’t do. Matter of fact, they don’t end up doing much of anything. Any time. Any day. And you just keep giving. Knowing that without them… Well, what-if? And they just keep taking. Making excuses. Wasting your time with long drawn out waits. Heck, they play music while you wait. You feel forced to keep waiting. You are tempted to just leave them.
Healthy, isn’t it. Hmmmm….
I laughed aloud as I spoke to the customer service agent. Didn’t mean to. But, couldn’t help it. Do you know any midwives (or doctors for that matter) who can provide pre-natal care and deliver a baby for $2,305.23? My insurance company does. I laughed and said, “Maybe twenty years ago! My un-medicated, vaginal birth in the hospital cost over $25,000 five years ago.” She was quiet…but only long enough to launch back into the detail twisting they have mastered.
Now, who’s being honest?
So, anyone love their health insurance company? If so, who do you
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