Do or Die ......Again (Entry #16)

(Taken from a previously recorded excerpt of my experiences.  copyrighted material )

Unfortunately I’m with an HMO (Health Maintenance Organization) for health insurance. I wrote them a letter explaining why I should see west side, but they denied my request. (So, I've paid money into insurance for x time period and that money can't be used how I see fit, but instead is on lockdown) However, I had a decision to make. Wait until my employer's open season (January 2007) to change to a PPO so I would be covered OR pay out of pocket. I couldn’t go through another 6 months of pain. 

God is good. My folks were supportive all around and my sister agreed to go with me out there. I had a late night talk with two aunts and finally a girlfriend. My girlfriend asked me two questions: 1) can you wait? NO. 2) Based on what you’ve told me about this doctor, he’s offering you something the others haven’t? YES. Then you need to at least see. Money is an issue, but at the same time it’s not — Not when talking about your health.

I would get dressed and have to stop in the middle of dressing to rest, because I was tired/exhausted.  At some point after my 2004 surgery, I would have a tingling sensation from my lower left hip down the back of my left thigh. That area was very sensitive even to the slightest touch. My new friend Sharon explained that it was probably nerve damage from the previous surgery. 

I was exhausted at work. Even though my supervisor (head hauncho woman) didn’t know all the details of what was going on with me, she was very understanding. More than understanding. I was just too tired or in pain to be focused on work. My supervisor told me he knew the type of work I was capable of doing and knew I wasn’t “faking it.” 

I am thankful that God blessed me to be at this particular job, at this particular time and thankful that he caused the people there (managers) to find favor with me. Believe me when I say it was not me and my good works, but God in the mix.