Manic Monday

For years Americans pay into insurance plans believing that when the time comes we will receive the benefits we rightfully deserve. Well I am here to tell you that is a big fat freaking lie. I spent all day Monday on the phone trying to have an intelligent conversation with supposed health insurance professionals regarding my mother-in-law.

I have been going through the ringer with these people for several months now. Even after being contacted by my attorney they are still playing games. It is driving me crazy...because I need to get someone in this house to help me take care of this bitter, wrinkled old woman.

So after playing phone tag with the idiots at the insurance company we finally resolved all of our issues. However, now comes the fun part of finding a home health agency that will work with the conditions of your insurance to come in to your home to help.

Well that was another phone adventure. You insurance pays for one thing, but the home health agencies offer the complete opposite. So guess what...I still don't have anybody to come in and wipe her funky behind. And Lawd knows I ain't the one. This is the reason my mother is going to a damn home. I ain't got time for this bull!!

Needless to say after my manic Monday of phone aerobics I needed a drink. And a drink or two, or eight is exactly how I ended my day.

Did anyone else have a Manic Monday?