So so sad.
I just spent another hour of my life on the phone with the insurance company. Calling about my appeal. Spent the first 15 minutes on hold. My heart was racing.
The lady came back on the line and said I was denied. She read excerpts of the letter I will be getting in the mail. Basically, since my BMI fell below 35 while on the six month diet as REQUIRED by insurance, they are telling me to "stick with it."
WTF!! Before I even started the "diet," my bariatric office sent me a letter stating I'd be required to lose 1-3% of my body weight PER MONTH basically to PROVE myself a worthy candidate in the insurance company's eyes. I did that---and that's why they are denying me. WTF?!?!?! I went from 215 on their scale to currently 176 on mine. Well WHATEVER. It's not over. The next level of review is a panel of people to hear my case. Oh and get this!!! The panel is just a random bunch they round up! They aren't doctors. They just round up members of the insurance plan to make the decision. This might work in my favor. But what the heck?!
In the meantime, it won't ruin my weekend. :)
But I have a little song to dedicate to my insurance company. I think you'll like it. If the F*** word bothers you though---don't click. :) This song cracks me up.