That is what my insurance company has deemed the delivery of my daughter. Elective fucking surgery. Like I elected this to happen to me. Like I woke up on Thursday, February 7 and decided to check myself into the hospital that afternoon to give birth. Asshats. I guess that, on the bright side, they paid the doctor *something* so that they will finally get off my back about the unpaid bill for my "elective surgery."
Shannon - I love you. Thank you for sending me the beautiful butterflies that like your garden so much. They are not you, but it's something. -- Mommy.
2 comments:
Liz, I'm so deeply sorry that the insurance company is such bastards!!!!! Shannon send mommy lots of little angel kisses, and wrap those precious little wings and hold her tight!!
Shannon
Unfreakinbelievable.
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