Tricare

When I started this blog in July of last year, over a year ago, I didn't write anything.  I simply named it "On God's Time".  Then I forgot about it.  Today I feel so blessed for the name of this blog... ON GOD'S TIME.

I cried a lot today... first was because the military GI doc called (well her nurse actually called) to schedule her upper and lower endoscopy.  This made me picture my sweet little baby sleeping on a table while a procedure is done to her.... by a doctor I don't feel like has my daughter's best interest in mind.  Then I think... what if she is allergic to the anesthesia? And a whole list of other things that made me sad and cry.

Second, a little while later, a tricare lady calls with a very official sound to her voice and asks me to verify all of our information... so I do.  Over the course of two phone calls, I am informed that because her primary care physician did not request this second opinion referral that it could be denied and that it will take longer than normal to process.  The lady was kind to me, and asked me what was going on... and like all of the other ladies I told them and started crying... the she was very willing to help.  She told me that she will send it as urgent and see if someone will manually override this "special processing" and to give her a call tomorrow to see if it was approved.  Basically if it is not approved, then we will have to not go to the appointment or pay out of pocket.  Tony and I have agreed that if it is not approved that we will pay out of pocket for the appointment.

So, on top of all of this, the second opinion referral is only good for two visits and no sort of treatment.  I will have to get that from her primary doctor.

Update on Grace:  She has this "pimply" rash on her face and some eczema and has been spitting up all day.  She threw up once and it came out of her nose and I assume it hurt pretty bad because it made her cry.  She doesn't want to sleep, and when she falls asleep she wakes up crying in pain.  We now have her in regular diapers (in opposed to cloth) because she has had really acidic stools and now has a diaper rash that is beyond healing of the airy cloth diapers.

Something that made me smile:  When I was crying on the phone to the tricare lady (her name is Cynthia) Addison got her pretend phone and sat beside me and pretended to cry really loudly.  At first it was annoying then she says (while fake crying loudly) "please don't die, please don't die" do the pretend person on the other line.  I smiled.  A few minutes later I was still crying and she sits next to me and says, "are you sad because Grace's doctor said she is allergic to everything?"  I said, "yes I am".  She said, "Awww poor mommy, you need a hug" and gave me the sweetest hug and made me a picture. :D

Although I don't like what is going on... I know it is all "On God's Time".  My goal is to remember that before every blog there will be written "On God's Time:....."