Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Let me start by telling you that I have to frequent the pharmacy at least once a month, if not more. Unpleasant, but necessary. So I'm used to the slow lines, common mistakes and co-pays. But what I don't understand? The driven force behind so much pharmaceutical sales...the mighty Insurance Companies.
Question: If a Doctor examines me, diagnoses me, and prescribes me a medication, why does the insurance company have the right to tell me, "No, you cannot have that"? My Doctors office called in 3 prescriptions for me this past week (nothing serious, in case anyone out there thinks I'm about to croak or something...) and when I go to pick them up, I can only get one. 1 out of 3. And they all work together to solve the common problem. How am I supposed to get better if they won't let me have prescription 2 and 3? In the words of the rude boy at the counter, "Your insurance doesn't accept it, so you're going to need to have your Doctor call and authorize it."
Ok, why would my Doctor prescribe it for me if she didn't think I needed it? Probably because she's money hungry and just wants to give out the most expensive products possible...COME ON! I mean yes, with some people that could be a possibility, but everyone knows you have to PAY for QUALITY.
To spare everyone out there from having to hear me rant and rave, I simply want to know who gave the insurance companies their doctoral degree and allowed them to override Doctors orders. So frustrating-you'd think a country as "advanced" as ours would be able to get a handle on Health Care...not so much...
Friday, May 21, 2010
I'll tell you why. Because I was in Mindyland. I never realized it, or just never thought to name it until Bubba so accurately described my staring off into space and glazed-over look. I find myself drifting in and out of Mindyland often, especially when I'm really in deep thought about something. Sometimes my mind just wonders and I find myself thinking of totally random and incredible thing, and it's great!
Today, during an unexpectedly stressful moment, Bubba told me not to worry and just retreat to Mindyland for a few minutes and everything would be ok. So I did, and he was right, everything was fine. I let him know that I wished Mindyland was a real place, and that I'd never leave. He so perfectly replied with, "I live in it, and it's a wonderful place-I'll never leave."
And that my friends, is why he is the man I'm going to marry! :)
(This is what Mindyland should/will/can/does look like)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Class is hard to come by this day in age. We live in a world where everyone is over-exposed, and no one even seems to notice. Whatever happened to "leaving a little something to the imagination"? Nope not here. Everyone knows everything about each other. It doesn't take a genius to find out the details of someones life by following their Twitter or friending them on Facebook. A quick overview of their photos and a few status updates later, and you can pretty much gauge the complexity of their life. Granted, some of us may keep our profiles private or only "Tweet" minimal details, but for those who aren't so careful? You're an open book, so be prepared for reviews.
Celebrities are another example of over-exposed; some on purpose for publicity reasons and some at the hands of our beloved country. Does anyone else see a problem when celebrity sightings and gossip sites combined with their own attempts at social networking [i.e.: Twitter] result in instances such as the "Bling Ring". For those of you unfamiliar with said "Bling Ring", a group of wealthy teenagers in the Los Angeles area decided that their parents money just wasn't enough and that they needed to steal clothes, accessories, money, etc. from local celebrities. How come this was so easy? Because they knew exactly where the celebs live, when they were out of town filming or on vacation, and because they got away with it...repeatedly. Though eventually these privileged pillagers were caught, it just proves my point, that our world has become over exposed.
Class is knowing who you are, and what your purpose is in life. It is being able to find and maintain a balance between whats needed to fulfil your dreams as well as helping others discover theirs. It's hard to be classy while you're out there sharing every intimate detail of your life to your cyber "friends".