Girls girls girls…. we allllll know this topic just goes hand in hand don’t we?
I want take it way back to when we met up with the doctor in March of 2016. The doctor was nice, everything was going good. Definitely a better appointment than the prior one I had in August of 2015 when the doctor just ignored all of my fertility questions and basically shoved “diet” down my throat as the solver of all my issues.
The doctor ordered for me to have an STD screening prior to starting fertility meds. Cool, I know I’m clean, but having had been out and about in the back of an ambulance I can understand the need for it. Bad news. Even though my insurance company covers ALL of my preventative and diagnostic blood work…. the fertility clinic would not be billing the insurance, but would be billing me $140. NOT COOL. I ended up going to a diagnostic place right across the street from where I live and didn’t pay squat.
During the consult, she also advised me to get horizon genetic testing done and “get it out of the way”. She told me, “we do the test right here and it’s only $16″… I thought “holy shit?! Genetic testing for $16!!! I’m in!!!“. I later recieved a 17k bill in the mail….. Later I was told that I wasn’t needing to pay it, but that was after 2 weeks of digging for information. When those results were in, the doctor required me to go meet with the genetic counselor before I went ahead with the fertility. I HAD to know how low the chances of giving my children rare genetic illnesses were apparently.
The whole ordeal with the clinic, the insurance company and the stupid mandatory genetic meeting made me lose a month of ACTUAL ttc!! (I have a hard time calling ttc “ttc” when I’m not having cycles or ovulating. Let’s just name that…..enjoyable sex)….
Great, one month lost to stupidity.
The next month everything went as planned. I got my fertility meds, went through the whole cycle as planned. Perfect. I was over the moon. I didn’t ovulate.
Cool. Cool. Next month right?
Nurse had informed me over the phone that the doctor would be raising my Femara dosage from 5mg to 7.5mg the next cycle. Great!…so I thought.
Next cycle I pop in for my baseline ultrasound. The nurse or whoever they are were like ” so you did Clomid 100mg last month right?” As she’s looking at my chart. I respond with a very confused face and voice saying “no, I did Femara 5mg last month. I’m supposed to be doing 7.5mg this month.”
The nurse hmphs and goes away. When she comes back she informs me that the plans have changed and that the doctor will be conducting what they called a “Clomid challenge test” which you can see below.
Everything was good and dandy. Fast foward to the end of July and it was discovered in an mri of my back that I had a cyst of some sort which would need further evaulation.
I called the clinic the next day after finding out about the cyst and the nurse told me flat out, “I’m sorry but we don’t really deal with these situations.”….
You got to be fucking kidding me right? The cyst was obviously caused by the clomid. I hung up pissed because seriously? How do they not deal with these issues?? Anyways I ended up going to the e.r to get an immediate ultrasound. Complex ovarian cyst was the diagnosis. The next morning I once again called with all the information from the e.r and told the nurse that it was caused by the Clomid and they needed to do something about it. She told me to stop by the clinic and drop off my mri disk and the paperwork from the e.r. I took all the information the next day.
A few days passed and I recieved a call from my doctor which is rare because I had not spoken to her since the 1st meeting I had with her. She said she wanted to schedule me in and talk about the cyst.
At the appointment I sat down with the doctor who I hadn’t seen since March…. I hadn’t seen my doctor in months. Is that normal??? I don’t think so. We sit down and basically she tells me i’ll need another ultrasound in 4-6weeks to see if it gets smaller. Really? A meeting just to say that? Could have told me over the phone, but no, my $20 copay keeps them alive.
Fast foward to that ultrasound and guess what girls? The cyst is the same size!! Woohoo!! 2 months with the dang thing the same size!. I need surgery. Great. It gets scheduled that day. The billing lady tells me she will call at the end of the week.
I waited for her call. It finally came a Friday later. I had to pay $150 as a “down payment”. When I asked an estimate for the total I was given an ” I don’t know, you will just have to wait till they send you all the bills.”
I called my father and told him what they billing lady had said since he had called me the days prior asking me if I had recieved an amount estimate. He took the information that I gave him and asked his female coworkers(he works in a gynecology clinic and his coworkers have the same insurance) what they thought about it. They told him that they had gone for various surgeries and hadn’t payed a penny.
Obviously I call the insurance company to verify the information my father gave me and they tell me that I’m 100% covered in everything that the clinic is ordering for me so they didn’t understand why they were asking for that money. I call and tell the billing lady what the insurance told me and she said she would revise the paperwork.
A week later she calls me and apologizes because the other billing person apparently looked up my coverage on the Internet instead of calling my insurance company. How do you screw up the only job you have??…. long story short, I don’t have to pay $150 or anything for my surgery.
Now, after all you just read you might be thinking to yourself, “why in the world would she keep going back there?!!!”. The answer is simple. It’s the only overpriced, endocrinologist, fertility specialist in town!!… Go figure. Have any of you had experiences like this?? Tell me about it.