Broken Dahlia
Silver Member
Today I had a meltdown, cried all day long. It wouldn't have been so awful except for the two clinics full of people who witnessed it at physical therapy and acupuncture. I was leaking and it wouldn't stop. I'm running out of physical therapy sessions and I started panicking; I still need a lot of help and insurance won't pay for anymore sessions.
Yesterday I had to ask my old physical therapist to void some of my sessions; it was horrible, as expected, but I wasn't prepared for the amount of vitriol I received. I spoke to the office manager because that's who deals with claims and she was incredibly angry and defensive. She said someone would call me back, of course no one did.
I almost cancelled my appointments today, I was feeling so sick. I went anyway, looking like crap, glad that at least the outside matched the inside. My pt asked what was wrong, I told him that as it always seems to go, the moment I find something good it is taken away. I can't afford to pay for more sessions. I finally feel like I am exactly where I need to be; I can't remember the last time I felt that way. I moved from the bike to a table to stretch, they brought me the whole box of tissues. The director of the clinic thought I was in a lot of pain and asked me what I needed, I told him a pile of money for health care.
After the treadmill my therapist told me that they had discussed it and would treat me pro bono for the next eight weeks! All they want in return is a good Yelp review! I still can't stop crying but now they are happy tears. I can't believe how lucky I am. I can't believe I typed that sentence in earnest.
Yesterday I had to ask my old physical therapist to void some of my sessions; it was horrible, as expected, but I wasn't prepared for the amount of vitriol I received. I spoke to the office manager because that's who deals with claims and she was incredibly angry and defensive. She said someone would call me back, of course no one did.
I almost cancelled my appointments today, I was feeling so sick. I went anyway, looking like crap, glad that at least the outside matched the inside. My pt asked what was wrong, I told him that as it always seems to go, the moment I find something good it is taken away. I can't afford to pay for more sessions. I finally feel like I am exactly where I need to be; I can't remember the last time I felt that way. I moved from the bike to a table to stretch, they brought me the whole box of tissues. The director of the clinic thought I was in a lot of pain and asked me what I needed, I told him a pile of money for health care.
After the treadmill my therapist told me that they had discussed it and would treat me pro bono for the next eight weeks! All they want in return is a good Yelp review! I still can't stop crying but now they are happy tears. I can't believe how lucky I am. I can't believe I typed that sentence in earnest.
