So I bit the bullet and got my prescriptions filled. I wish I hadn't. First of all, at the counter I was told that somehow they hadn't received my order and so I'd have to wait while they prepared it. I said OK, and then a minute later the pharmacist was asking about my insurance card. "Sorry, don't have one!" She nodded and then a minute later she was like "Um, it's like ______ dollars. Sure you want it?" Sigh. I can't put off renewing any more, espeially since I've heard it's really not a good idea to suddenly stop taking an anti-depressant. 15 minutes later: huge bill. About the only saving grace is that it went on my British Air credit card, so I get some marginal mile points or something.
As soon as I got home, I called the insurance company (see dadi
, I used the phone!) and after enduring their annoying voicemail menu, which asks you over and over for your member number (which is what I want!) I got this nice lady who went and checked the status of my application. So she tells me they got something from me today. I'm like, "What? I didn't send anything, it was all online." She pokes the database and sees it's something from a Dr. Jones, something that had been holding up my application. Dr. Jones my primary care physician, so I guess some sort of medical records request. So that's a good thing, I think, because it means my application can move forward, although the rep I spoke with couldn't tell me when I can expect to actually, you know, have insurance.
What I don't get? The first time I signed up for BCBS insurance, while preparing to be self-employed, it was really quick. All I did was call up a rep and everything went through just fine. I had them for two years, dropped them for six months, and then came back to reapply when I actually really *need* the insurance, they drop the ball. My hope? When I get the insurance, the effective date will be prior to today, so I can retroactively get back the money I just spent on my drugs.