Medical billing continues to be a hassle. The company that provides the babies' RSV vaccine sent us a bill for...wait for it...$500 more than it should have been. Ugh! When I called to ask about it, the customer service person said that it looked like a mistake and that it had been referred to accounting for review. I hope that fixes it, but we'll see. I also submitted a claim for my health savings account, and I picked a hospital bill that was closest to the amount I had in my account. Well, they rejected it because the bill "does not show the date of service." The bill was for a couple months of doctor charges for James's hospital stay, so I guess those idiots want me to fax them all 26 pages of it! It seems crazy to me that they would deny a hospital bill for that reason, especially since this is MY money that came out of MY paycheck -- they're just administering it. It's not like I submitted a bill from Crazy Ed's Ointment Factory or some other possibly non-health-related expense.
And in other news, at the risk of giving too much information, I think the babies' breastmilk days are coming to an end. It would have been nice if I'd been able to do more "normal" nursing and keep it up for longer, but seven and a half months of pumping will have to be good enough. I'm more sad than I expected to be about stopping, but between starting back to work again and diminishing supply, it doesn't seem worth continuing. (And because Matthew is now in a stage where he wants to bite whatever goes in his mouth, I am not highly motivated for more nursing!)
[Photo is from our road trip, during our surprisingly-challenging search for a family friendly bathroom to do a diaper change. We stopped at a Cracker Barrel, but there was a huge line for the restroom, so we trekked across the parking lot to the almost-empty "American Style" restaurant next door.]
2 comments:
hmmmm... my FSA accepts Crazy Ed's
You are one hardcore mama, Melanie! I know lots of ladies who didn't breastfeed this long who didn't even have the stress of preemies and pumping to contend with. Every day of breastfeeding/breastmilk is a triumph, and you should be so proud of what you've done for your babies. I know I'm very proud of you. :)
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