What a horrible, absolutely rotten, day at work. I cried, literally, at my desk. Some of you might remember that Research Assist where the pharmacy is insisting they should be paid? I sent proof the beneficiary was admitted to the hospital and that the pharmacy would have to submit to receive payment from the proper Medicare carrier. Now they’re coming back and saying that’s not valid; the patient was never there.
I’m like, EXCUSE ME? What the he…? Do you think I hired a forger?
Can you believe that? I have emailed the situation to the adjudication team to see if they have encountered this before. I have run out of options. If Adjudication has nothing, then the next thing this pharmacy will need to do to get their $38.00 is file a Congressional Inquiry. Yeah, bring it up to your congressman or woman.
This whole business made me cry and then my tummy got queasy. Either the stress is getting to me or I’m getting sick. Could be either one. I drank my last cup of this and I did feel a little better. I don’t hate my job (although I did toy briefly with the idea of putting in my notice) but some days it’s just not worth the stress. I’m switching now from tea to booze.
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ugh. i’m sorry that sucks.
I’m sorry. That sounds like a truly rotten day. I’m glad the tea helped, and I hope whatever you’re drinking now is helping, too. <3
Ugh, the American “health care system” makes me crazy and sad. Sorry you’re having to deal with all this stupidity. Hope tomorrow is a better day!
D: That sounds terrible. Here’s hoping tomorrow is better, and that the booze is tasty. :)
ugh. i’m sorry that sucks.
I’m sorry. That sounds like a truly rotten day. I’m glad the tea helped, and I hope whatever you’re drinking now is helping, too. <3
Ugh, the American “health care system” makes me crazy and sad. Sorry you’re having to deal with all this stupidity. Hope tomorrow is a better day!
D: That sounds terrible. Here’s hoping tomorrow is better, and that the booze is tasty. :)