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Mar 29 2010

Who’s in Charge?

Managed Health Care…need I say more?

It continues to boggle the mind how an insurance company can think that they know what is better for a patient than a doctor!

I found this quote today, in Wikipedia. (Not a fan of Wikipedia, but this hits the nail on the head!)

"Unlike traditional indemnity insurance, an HMO covers only care
rendered by those doctors and other professionals who have agreed to
treat patients in accordance with the HMO's guidelines and restrictions
in exchange for a steady stream of customers
." (Bold italics mine)

And there is the problem. Unsuspecting souls who are stuck with an HMO all of a sudden find themselves stuck in a vicious circle. The doctor that they have to see has already agreed to follow the insurance guidelines and restrictions in regards to their health. So basically, the doctor has already agreed to let the insurance tell them how they can treat; or some kind soul stated, what they will pay for. Either way, the result is the same.

Here's a little story: My husband lost his job in October. We managed to hang on to our private insurance for a couple more months, but by January, we were out of the funds to pay for COBRA. As a family of 8 with minimal income, we qualified for Medicaid. Medicaid wasn't so bad; at least they paid for the medical bills and prescriptions. But then, we were *flipped* to Health Plan of Nevada Medicaid, and all of our problems started.

Let's see; for me, it means that I have had to jump through hoops with flames just to get treatment. It also means that we are very limited in who we can see; and if they refuse to treat you (as in my case with a long standing wound), you have to go through more hoops in order to get the insurance to approve you to go somewhere else. Lucky (or not so lucky) for me, I had an actual case of medical neglect going on and amazing doctor (outside of the plan) who was willing to yell and scream and do whatever he could to get me treatment. If finally worked. The only reason I was able to have this doctor was because Medicaid had already approved my surgery with him and then I was flipped that same week, which enabled me to keep my surgeon outside of the network. It is he who has battled for my care, not the HMO doctors or the insurance.

Then there's my son. He's been seeing a doctor for a year now and is on some medication that is working for him. He was *flipped* in March. Medicaid paid for his medication, but now that HPN has taken over, they have decided that he does not need to be on it. They have also decided not to allow him to see his specialist, but instead he is stuck with the primary who has no history with him. We can't see the specialist who has been treating him unless we have a referral; the insurance dictates whether it is necessary or not and they also dictate what kind of meds they will pay for. This has been going on for two weeks. He is now out of medication that will cost us $200 each month and the only one that seems to care is the doctor that he can't see.

Then there's my daughter. She has endometriosis. Endometriosis can NOT go untreated. We went through several surgeries, specialists, etc, just to get her diagnosed and under control. HPN has no specialists in their plan that treat teenagers. We've gone back and forth between insurance and primary care. Insurance says she can see a regular ob/gyn because of her medical diagnosis, but they don't have a specialist listed that she can see. But, there is a waiting list to see the doc, and first she had to see her primary. Which she did. In the meantime, she needs her meds, but they can't come from the primary doctor, they have to come from the specialist and it is has to be an approved med. So, in essence, she can't have her medication to keep her endometriosis at bay because  of ridiculous insurance plan rules and regulations. We did manage to get some samples for her for a month, but the doc that she can see has a waiting list until the end of May! You would think it would be cheaper and make more sense for the insurance to just let her see her specialist that has been treating her, but then, the insurance would actually have to make sense, and we know that just isn't possible!

What they just don't understand is that they are messing with my children's health! Since when did it become OK for these insurance companies to become the doctor's? And are these doctor's so desperate for the business that they will accept whatever the insurances tells them to do?

I understand why doctor's refuse to participate in HMO's. They want to be able to treat their patients without some big company telling them what to do. I get that. What no one seems to understand though, is that it is the rest of us that are suffering. In my opinion, we need to get rid of managed health care. It certainly is not helping my family. And I'm a fighter. I spend more time on the phone trying to get their needs taken care of. Most people don't have the time or energy and just accept it.

I'm tired of accepting it. It sure would be nice if those who think they are doing what is best for us would actually take the time to listen and really be interested in DOING what is best for us.

Ok, rant over.

Written by Mama Vivas · Categorized: Health

Mar 26 2010

He’s Unique!

And you gotta love him for it!

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The Smart One, that is.

He has the ability to crack you up.

He'll walk into a room, thrilled, because he's learned to do yet one more weird thing with his body.

I'm talking about him walking in to the room, so proud, because not only can he fold his tongue in half, now he's found some other weird way to roll it. It kind of looks like a bowl. I can't do it. He tried to teach me once; I thought I was going to suck my tongue down my throat and choke in the process!

He loves to run up while I try to hobble down the stairs and have me hold on to his shoulders so we can dance our way down in a conga line. Well, he dances, I hobble.

He loves to sing all of the "Free Credit Report.com" songs.

He's a huge fan of origami. I'm talking it's an obsession! And he's good at it! He's also good at Etch a Sketch.

He has his young cousin calling him the genius. His older brother is slightly bothered at how he just knows things.

He actually knows what DNA stands for; and can even spell it out!

He's amazing with nun-chucks. I don't know how he manages not to hurt himself!

Did I mention he cracks me up? Last night, B-boo was showing me her dance for dance try-outs at school. The Smart One wanted to show me his dance. I reminded him that he doesn't have a dance. He insisted he did. He was so insistent, I caved and told him to show me.

It's amazing how fast he can come up with something…and move his skinny little body in such a laughable way. Yeah, he had a dance. I was hysterical.

And he never stops. Well, except when he's asleep. And please don't wake him. He's NOT funny, when he's been woke up from his beauty sleep.

Just now, he walked into my room. He asked me to look at what he could do. And then…

he proceeded to stand in place and flop his arms back and forth like rubber bands trying to take flight…

because he wanted me to hear how funny his bones sounded when he does that because they can pop.

And then, he lies down on the bed and crawls under a blanket and moves really, really fast; because he wants to see if he can create sparks from electricity.

You see, his brain never stops working. He's always trying to come up with some new invention. He doesn't take "no" for an answer. And he rises to the challenge. For instance, he was once offered $20 by his oldest brother if he could lick his elbow. The Good-Looking One thought it would be funny watching him try, because he knew it was impossible.

He was wrong. The Smart One took the twenty bucks!

Yes, he is most definitely unique.

Written by Mama Vivas · Categorized: Family, Humor, Smart One

Mar 25 2010

Fun Times

It's been six weeks since my surgery and this madness started. The most maddening part is still having to be on bed rest (couch rest) when my brain is back to functioning!

And it is great friends, young and old alike who help me to get through it.

Phone calls are great.

Playing hearts with *my girls* are even better!

Winning even better! LOL…does that make me shallow?

And chocolate eclairs.

And the unexpected blessing of a meal for my family.

And friends that miss me and show up on a Wednesday night with ice cream and cookies and a long chat.

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These are some of my *JOY* this week!

And it is family, who are so sweet. Bible study in the morning with the Smart One.

Doing B-boo's hair for dance try-outs.

The Princess allowing me to comb through her hair and get the tangles out, because she asked me to.

Nice weather; cuddles, chats, and giggles.

These are the things that bring me joy this week!

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Written by Mama Vivas · Categorized: Faith, Family, Health, Just for the Joy of It.

Mar 23 2010

Happy Birthday to my favorite Ox!

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This is the Drama Queen and her cousin. I like to call him an Ox. He is only six months older than she is, yet he is HUGE! These two crack us up. They think it's dumb that cousins can't marry. So, they have plans to be best pals for life. He'll be a famous football player and go to the Superbowl. She'll be a pop-star and sing during his half-time game. They'll have a house together. A big house. There is not a day that goes by when she doesn't beg me to let her go play with her cousin. And heaven forbid if he ignores her for her older brother; the bigger cousin that he adores. Life on earth stops as we know it!

Anyway, today he is officially in double digits.

Happy Birthday! We love you!

Written by Mama Vivas · Categorized: Family

Mar 23 2010

Whiners

I have a problem with whiners. As a mom of five plus two, I've put up with a lot of whining over the years. I've learned to tune a lot of it out. Sometimes I'll address it in a not so normal way; depending on what the whine is about. The following are actual conversations:

Whiner: "It's not fair! How come bla bla bla?"

Me: "Because I love *** more than you today."

This is followed by an open mouth stare. But hey, it stops the whining!

(And yes, my kids know I love them, so don't think too ill of me!)

Whiner: "Why do I have to bla bla bla?"

Which is usually followed by me with, "Why do I have to bla bla bla?"

They stop, because they know I can come up with more than they can!

There are many times, of course, when I will simply suggest that I can adjust their attitudes if they'd like me to.

The two youngest are the worst! Whine combing hair; whine brushing teeth; whine making their beds. Whine, whine, whine!

Even the dumb dog is whining this week! Joey drives me nuts. I'll admit it. When we first picked out the dogs, he was hiding. We waited forever to see him. I should have walked out while I had the chance. But, I had three children and a grandma looking at me with those pitiful faces and we went home with two pups that day instead of one.

Roxy could care less if Joey is around, but Joey can't handle it. It's even worse now that she is in heat and I have them separated. He seriously has not stopped crying for days and won't eat. (Actually, he finally ate a bit yesterday after several non-eating days. I wasn't too worried though, because if food drops on the floor, he bee-lines for it!) He's whining so much that we've had to move him to the garage! And I can still hear him. The only time he stops whining is if he thinks I'm going to let him near her. NOT!

The worst of the whining is in my head! I am absolutely, without a doubt, stir crazy! I am tired of being bed-ridden/couch-ridden. I try hard not to cry, but sometimes, it gets the best of me. (I'm sure the added hormones for healing are not helping). I'm tired of being in pain. I'm tired of not being able to sit and not hurt; stand and not hurt.

Yesterday was bad, too. I had to attend a meeting and the elevator was broke, which meant I had to walk up two flights of stairs and then sit on a pillow on a hard chair for two hours. By the time I got home I could barely move.

And then, I didn't particularly care that I have to deal with things longer than I want to deal with them. I wanted to scream, "I'm tired, God! How much more?"

And then, my eldest informed me that he won't be spending Easter with us because he has other plans. Which I understand, but it's been rough so far this year, and I really wanted my family with me this Easter. And it sucks that he is getting older and is making his own plans that don't' include his family.

And then…well, my wound was a mess last night.

And I cried and cried and cried. And hubby came in, and I whined and whined and whined.

Poor man.

I can't stand whiners.

Especially when the whiner is me.

So, this morning, when the Drama Queen came in whining, I just had her crawl in bed with me, told her I loved her, and cuddled with her for a bit.

Sometimes we just need a hug.

(Please excuse me now; I have to go take care of a whiner…stop laughing.)

Written by Mama Vivas · Categorized: Faith, Family, Health

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