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Oh, and I did ask Maria if she passed on the message to her SO like I asked her to. She raised her voice at me and said, "I don't think that's appropriate for this call." I responded with, "I think it's absolutely appropriate that the emotional cost of your business' decisions be held foremost in everyone's minds when you choose to between any patient and their doctor and refuse to cover requested care, regardless of reason."

Nobody talked for a few seconds after that.

So I have another call tomorrow with just the Anthem rep, who I think at this point I've actively antagonized enough because she _is_ trying to help me, in whatever fashion she can. I'll be _damned_, however, if I give up making this as emotionally charged as I think she can handle. This shit is unacceptable.

Perhaps three doctors all saying "you're wrong" will get them to change their minds. I'm not counting on it, but I'm running out of options.

I also took the time to rub their collective nose in the fact that every insurance company refused to pay for SRS and forced me to cough up $50k out of pocket across two people to get life-saving medical care because their "meta-analysis" said my needs were "cosmetic." That alone was enough to make me not trust their boards of experts. The doctor wanted off the call after that. Literally, that was when he said "I don't think this call is going to get us anywhere."

I think what really made this call special for me is that the disconnect between their position and mine was stark from the outset. They're looking at populations and groups, studying meta-analyses and making decisions based on statistics. Presented with an individual case that clearly violates the norm, their answer was like any good liberal to leap back to their Big Data and proclaim that they did the right thing based on the literature, ignoring what the doctors involved in the case want.

Today's phone call with Anthem went marginally better than yesterday's, in that I got to tell three people that their corporate actions were directly contributing to the lack of trust in the existing system and the growing belief in universal health care. I also got to cut off a medical professional three times with "you're not my wife's doctor, and I don't trust you."

I hope the Director of Behavioral Psych comes down with Herod's Evil.

Today, I told an insurance agent, "I want you to look your significant other in the eye when you get home and tell them that the company for which you work would deny medically necessary care for you for up to 45 days while they decide whether to listen to your doctor over our in-house review board."

Tomorrow, when she calls me back with their behavioral psych expert on the line, I'm going to ask her if she delivered the message like I asked. And then I'm going to tell the doc to do it.

tired: Fully Automated Luxury Queer Space Socialism.
wired: Fully Automated Luxury Queer Space Socialists.
inspired: gay robot hive

Keet, an wise one: "Can you imagine the universe in which what we're seeing in the TAS (tool-assisted speedrun) is what's actually happening in the game? What have people got to be thinking?"
Me, a buni: "Bowser's staring out the stained-glass window saying, 'Shit, he just twerked for three minutes and then disappeared backward through the door!'"

I put this idea into the greater etheric, that someone might find it and make use of it:

Numbers Podcast.

Talk with me about encoding schemes.

You're welcome.

I love finding bugs in my _test_ code....

Laying with @ElectricKeet@, listening to one of @emanate's mixes. "Dissolving Time" starts playing. "It's the auditory equivalent of a dude painting with a lens flare."

... I didn't do it. #foodcrime

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