Insurance....

While I'm writing this blog update I find myself enjoying a measure of frustration that I haven't felt in quite a long time.  This past Friday (4/3/19) we got the news that our insurance doesn't want to pay for one of the chemo drugs that my doctor want's me to be on.  Dr. Jha's office is appealing it but it's a little scary to consider that, at least to some degree, my fate is in the hands of someone sitting in a cubical in an office building somewhere.  Then today, Saturday, we got a letter from our insurance saying that the hospital in Augusta is not in network so they won't be paying for any of the bills coming from there.  

From what I understand, this may mean that I'm going to have to consult a new doctor and hospital after I've already started down with the folks in Augusta (Who we really like).

My first thought after getting this news was that at least now I know what my life is worth since the insurance company is more concerned with the bottom line than they are the well being of the people who faithfully pay their monthly premium.  However, after a little bit of reflection and time in prayer, I have to remember that I've actually known what my life is worth for quite a long time.  The price was paid in full on that horrible cross so long ago.  I suppose it's easy to get discouraged and to be honest I am right now.  That being said, my faith is in Him who died for me...