This will be my final post about my personal odyssey with the fine folks at Anthem. It will be brief, just to update those of you who’ve been so kind with your suggestions and good wishes.
You will be happy to know that Anthem has made medical school unnecessary.
Yep–when they finally returned the multiple calls from the hospital doctors, and those doctors had once again gone through the charts, the X rays, the reports from in-hospital PT, etc., they were told that according to Anthem’s algorithm, I am not a candidate for rehab.
Their algorithm, you see, knows more about my condition and needs than the medical personnel who actually examined and treated me.
As one doctor said, “why did I waste all that time in medical school?”
I’m going home. My younger grandchildren will come over to help my husband with my care, at least for a couple of days, and we’ll figure it all out. (As those of you who know me know, I’m a tough old bird.) But everyone in this situation–as you can see from the multitude of comments here on the blog and on Facebook–isn’t as fortunate as I am, doesn’t have a support network that can step in. And according to the doctors and caseworker, I am far, far from the only person facing this bureaucratic malpractice. And I will follow up on several of your recommendations for filing complaints, etc., in hopes that I can keep at least some others from going through a similar fiasco.
The United States is the only developed country in the world that has chosen to socialize its medical care through the insurance industry.
I asked one of the doctors if they have these same problems with Medicare. They don’t.
For now, this blog will return to its originally-scheduled programming.