WTF Wednesday, Stress Kills and Florida Blue Steals

It’s been a little hectic and crazy over here but then, isn’t it always?  And as if we didn’t already have enough going on what with the two dogs and the rescue woodpecker, this guy showed up yesterday morning and tried to join the clan.


I relocated him back to the pond pronto.  I have no time for any more additions to the brood.  None.  The shop is closed.  Momma is tired and besides, there’s just not enough hours in the day for all the things on my calendar, it’s enough to drive a person insane.

Last Thursday I went in to see my doctor about the twitch in my eye that refuses to go away and my crazy low heart rate.  Even though I’ve been there before, with the way the healthcare system works these days, you have to check in with a concierge and then you go to the waiting room.  My appointment was scheduled for 1PM in the afternoon and I was told to arrive 15 minutes early for check in so I got there at 12:30 because I’m anal retentive and obsessive compulsive.

Apparently so is the rest of the world.

Doctors office

Is this the future of health care?  Because I felt like I was in the checkout line at the grocery store.  It was ridiculous.

I finally got to the waiting room of my doctors office at 1:05PM  at which time the attendant said to me, ‘oh, you’re a bit late.’

eye roll

And if this situation wasn’t already messed up, guess who my insurance is?  Yeah, you guessed it.  Florida fucking Blue, because, Go me!   But I guess I should thank my lucky stars that I’m not Kristin Longberry because if they charged me $142,000 dollars a month for the shitty service I get, I’d probably have a heart attack for sure!

Anyway, I finally made it into to see my doctor and she looked at my eye and listened to my heart.  Yep, there’s definitely a twitch in my eye and yep, my heart rate is very low.  So, she referred me to a new cardiologist and gave me a prescription for xanax.  And then she told me not to stress out.  I just looked at her and said, ‘Do you have any idea who my insurance company is?’

Turns out she did not because the new cardiologist didn’t accept Florida Blue and she had to refer me to another one.


And that’s where I’m going this afternoon.  However, immediately thereafter, we’re headed to Nokomis and I’m taking a vacation.  Stress free.  STRESS.  FREE.  Just me, MacGyver, Mom, the Dogs and the Woodpecker…wait, did I say stress free?

WTF, it’s Wednesday!  Who’s your health insurance company and how much do you love them?

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