I just sent out a "don't forget to register for a Writing Salon class" email announcment to my mailing list. Whew. What a relief. Each one of those announcements takes me several hours to create. It's been a long work day.
Now I can relax and celebrate the fact that my health insurance has been reinstated, at least according to a woman named Debbie Hall who called me on Monday morning to say, "We've finished the review and underwriting has approved your application (as if it was never approved to begin with). It's over."
"Finally," I said.
"Yes," she added, "it's about time."
Debbie wasn't the bad guy, you see. For the last month, she has merely been the go-between, trying to help me navigate the treacherous waters of HealthNet's agonizingly inefficient, bullshit system. But let's not dwell on that right now. Let's focus on the positive.
In case you're new to this blog, here's the back story: I was LITERALLY on the verge of starting chemo when HealthNet decided to do their "review" - which meant suspending all coverage until that review was complete. So I felt I had to cancel the chemo, because chemo is VERY VERY expensive. As in: many many thousands of dollars. (Did you know that oncologists make 75 percent of their income from dispensing chemo? Interesting, eh? Makes it kinda hard for them to say, "You know, in your case the benefits of chemo are questionable. Your survival rate will be just about the same with or without it, especially if you consider the damage that andriamycin could do to your heart." No, you don't hear those words too often. And I question that.)
Anyway, I decided to interpret this forced postponement of chemo as a GOOD thing - a blessing in disguise, which it has indeed been. I don't regret it. In fact, I'm grateful to have been given the extra time to reassess my options. As my professional organizer, Jee Kim, said, "I like your theory that it was divine intervention."
Speaking of Jee, professional organizing, and divine intervention, I'd like to digress for a minute to say that if it hadn't been for this breast cancer brouhaha - and my ensuing fear that I'd be too sick to run the Writing Salon unless I got some outside help - I probably never would have gotten around to calling Jee and asking for her assistance. Well, lemme tell you, what a gift her she has been! Having Jee come over here and help me (force me) to whip the Writing Salon office into shape has been WORTH EVERY PENNY.
Every time she comes here, we sit together at my round oak table, and go through piles and boxes full of disorganized papers, sorting and labeling and re-vamping my whole filing system. We're doing it for my personal household filing system, too. It's a process and is going to take a while and isn't cheap, but it's going to save me time, stress, and money in the long run.
I can already see how much better life is going to be once we're done. So....if you've ever thought of hiring a professional organizer (or even if you haven't), I recommend it. If you call Jee, please say I referred you, because then she'll give me a referral discount the next time she comes over!
I have more to say about the divine interventions that have been raining down around me since my BCA (Breast Cancer Adventure) began. But it'll have to wait. I have yet to go on my walk for today, nor have I eaten any cruciferous (cancer-fighting) vegetables. Oy. Lifestyle changes. Jack will be knocking on my door in exactly five minutes. We're going to walk to the video store to get the first season of Curb Your Enthusiasm. Then I'm going to cook and eat a ridiculous amount of cabbage.