Tonight, I trekked out to the Super Target next to my office and filled a prescription. Why is that so significant?
Finally finally finally, they approved my medication.
I have been fighting this since the beginning of December.
I have no less that three approval letters in my hands with incorrect information in them, five messages from United Healthcare managers with erroneous instructions, four phone conversations between them and my doctor, countless hours of my time lost on the phone in their round-a-bout queue being tossed from negligent person to negligent person, and about 50,000 tons of stomach acid whenever I think about it.
They really and truly deserve at least a formal grievance with the insurance commission over their bungling of the simplest thing ever, approving a medication that I have been on since 2005 and works to control a major disease (night terrors) and in turn, helps another major disease (diabetes).
This is how they win, folks. By tearing people down.
Please talking me into fighting again.