January 3, 2013, around 12:30pm:
So today's the seminar. I'm very excited and a friend of mine, who is also interested in weight loss surgery will be joining me for the seminar.
Last night was pretty rough. I woke at 4 am sick. This is pretty typical. It'sas if the acid in my stomach bubbles up while I am trying to sleep. It's 1pm and I'm not feeling much better, even after Prilosec.
Most people don't see me suffer. I try not to let it show on the outside. There are a few people who can tell slight changes in my mood. My boss can hear it in the patience and willingness to go the extra miles (or lack thereof) on the phones.
I'm waiting patiently for 6 o'clock! Hurry hurry hurry!!!
9:00pm:
I almost feel like I've failed yet again. It seems that every time I try to get healthy someone tells me, "Nope, not you, you're gonna' stay sick and there's nothing you can do about it".
Dr. Roller had me fully convinced that this is for me! I was about to give my $100 non-refundable sign up fee and the sweet insurance lady looked at my insurance card and I heard, "Oeww, this type of insurance typically has a $4000.00 cap and I don't want you to waste your $100 if you can't pay for this surgery."
So my insurance pays, but only $4000 and with a surgery that is going to cost over $16,000 that is simply not enough. I wanted to break down and cry right there in front of all of the other desperate people who were there.
Nothing I try when it comes to getting better is working!
Well, I'm going to call my insurance, I'm hoping she's wrong and maybe, just maybe they cover a lot more. I'm not going to give up. I don't want to die and I don't want to feel like crap for as long as I have to live. :(
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