So I should be happy: the x-rays show no impingement in my knees. However, down here, they only know how to treat with one thing…physical therapy.

Really? I’ll be stuck with therapists who really don’t give a rat’s ass about you, except to process your encounter sheet for payment from insurance. It is the times like this that I wish I were back in the city, where the therapists actually care about you.

I am going to call insurance tomorrow and see what lousy spot I have to go to for therapy. They never send you anyplace convenient for you. I guess if I am ever blessed to get to Medicare, then I can go see whoever I want to.

They wonder why patients get depressed. Walk a mile in my shoes, doc, and you’ll see my pain.


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Sixty two year old married female, care-giving, coffee-drinking.dog loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

One thought on “Disgust”

  1. Never thought I’d say this, but I can’t wait for Medicare either. Only problem is, my Mom has lost 4 doctors in the past 8 years because they stopped accepting Medicare. Judging from Denny’s EOBs, doctors only get paid 10% or so of what they charge. How can they stay in business with that?!?!?

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