I promise that a Letter to HJ will be coming soon, as will a reflection on choke-inducing fear.
But for now, my head is literally pounding trying to figure out the insurance bills from Harpie. I am balancing about 30 EOBs, bills, and declarations from the hospital on my desk, all glaring huge numbers that demand my checkbook. & all I am trying to do is make sure we’re not over-billed, double-billed, or basically monetarily raped up the ass by a lazy insurance company.
To date, we have spent $2,023.02 on Harpie.
This sends me into laughing/crying hysterics.
