Inserting pictures!
Stop playing in what? Dirt? What dirt? What's dirt? Can you speak up? I can't hear you, I have dirt in my nose.
I don't even want to tell you how long I have been inserting photos through photobucket. How very down of me. :F I now have the Singular Picture Power! Ah ha ha ha ha!! Moving right along...
Yesterday was more than frustrating. Since I haven't performed any good old fashioned drag her out back and kick her in the babymaker tirades as of late, I feel this one is overdue. It doesn't help that I am an emotional shipwreck and borderline hysterical these days. Hang onto your hats, this will probably be longer than it should/could be.
Fuck Planned Parenthood. Honestly, all I want is birth control pills and the type of treatment a decent human being receives. I know I am expecting way to much with the treatment bit, I know, but come the fuck off it with the bad customer service all ready. I get it, dealing with people all day sucks. I feel the exact same about them while they are treating me how I am trying so hard not to treat them. I can't tell you how much I want to be able to throw people on their side and death grip their necks until they heave the sigh of a broken spirit.
Apparently my lady friend is "abnormal" and I need further procedures done to verify what was mistakenly something horrid OR to verify something horrid. I am not big on procedures but I'll get it done with little to no resistance. What I don't want to do is pay exorbitant prices for said procedures if all I have to do is wait a little while longer to get health insurance. PP doesn't care about me or my bank roll. They only care about forcing me to get this procedure done because I am some kind of liability if I don't get it done.
The problem I am having is PP's backward claim to fame. I am constantly reading things about them that scream about my body and my choice. It's like their fucking mantra. That is until there is an actual choice to make, then it's about a one way street constructed so you must double back into the rush hour gridlock traffic formed by withholding the goods red lights until you meet their demands. Don't get me wrong, I can appreciate this kind of force when dealing with little teenage C's who just want to one up you and avoid responsibility, I truly can. As I am no longer a little girl staying clear of the inevitable it would be super to receive the benefit of doubt I so deserve.
I was cooperative in going to the free consultation about my abnormalities. I was also not at all bitchy about the usual 45 minute wait in their shabby lobby with the poorly done vinyl graphic cloudy we do things that are not yet okay with the Christians windows. Now I don't know what it is with me and feeling the sudden urge to taunt people when they refuse to communicate with me in a way that is pleasing, but alas, I vigorously provoke the second the wall cannot be breached. It makes "important" people wild with controlled rage. After talking with the doctor about needing a little more time because I don't have health insurance, and explaining (yet again) that I am taking the pill less because of pregnancy issues and due to essentially hemorrhaging every month, she got snippy. This of course lead to me ruthlessly refusing to conform, comply and end the discussion for as long as humanly possible. I had the day off after all.
Dr: We cannot supply any more refills until this procedure is done.
Me: Would you consider not repeating that? After all, I fully grasp what you are saying. I will have the procedure taken care of the second I have health insurance. Until then I am hoping you can assist me with my birth control. It is after all my body and therefor my choice to continue the birth control is it not?
Dr: I am just following procedure Miss Higgins.
Me: And I doubt very much procedure is going to regulate my massive blood loss when I have my period without the pill. I am also concerned about my finances without health insurance. Surely procedure doesn't make you deaf to solid points?
Dr: It is a liability to continue filling your pills without you having the procedure.
Me: What is more of a liability, knowing about my health issues and refusing to supply the remedy or supplying the remedy for a month max while my health insurance to starts? Is it not my body and therefor my choice to wait until my health insurance starts?
Dr: In order for us to refill...
Me: Wait! Wait. Let's try a different angle shall we? Tell me, what would be more frugal, having my pills filled monthly or simply coming in for the morning after pill every time I miss my period? I mean, how much does the morning after pill cost exactly? Do you have a calculator? I'm really bad at math.
I am so into when they try to take back control and tell me the conversation is over and I cheerily respond with something about it being pretty obvious the conversation ended about an hour ago and to have a GREAT day!
The other thing I want to mention is their I am so above you and think I am one step to becoming a doctor even though it's pretty clear I only answer phones for a living receptionists. How much ATTITUDE can one person throw around? Let me tell you, the amount is nothing even close to what I can produce. I am fond of asking to speak with someone who can actually answer my questions because they know what they are talking about. I like to point out that the phone is ringing. I enjoy deflecting all the attitude back at them while keeping composure and using big words until their chest deflates to normalcy instead of the pushed out super hero position they start with. If you are going to take me on, at the very least, have enough brain power to keep up. Or here's one, be nice. I begin nicely. Why is it so hard for these chicks to be amicable?
I know I'm a jerk for all of this. I forgive myself AND I can justify it in my own mind so nothing you can say will make me guilty. That would take a conscience. I also have the gift of self righteousness at moments like this. Man I love me.
The conclusion? Now that I am out west and PP proves to suck way more here than in Boston, find a GYN office that can offer me personal service through (dare I say it?) ONE doctor who will get to know me well enough to see that I am not some lying bitch whore who wants to get only what I want while giving them nothing in return. Solutions kick ass.
One more thing... WE HAVE GRASS!!! It kept us in agitated suspense until last night where it decided to sprout in the darkness while we were soundly sleeping, unaware of it's sudden delightful burst from it's seeds! I'll snap some pictures later. As of right now, I have an equestrian show to attend. Neigh.
No comments:
Post a Comment