I made the mistake, after jarbabyj complained about continuous back problems and her frustration at getting proper care, of suggesting a course of action which might result in a positive resolution. You can see for yourself how that was received.
Fine, don’t take my advice, bitch. Why should my years of experience working for insurance companies, solving problems JUST LIKE YOURS, matter? I don’t know what you’ve been doing for the past three years, besides pissing and moaning about your fucking bad back. And I don’t care any more what you’ve been doing for the last three years either. Suffer with your bad back instead of using the brains God gave a rat and find yourself another doctor, dumbass. I talk with 60 or 70 people every day who are too stupid to figure out how their insurance works; I sure as hell don’t need to waste my time trying to help you figure it out. Anybody who can’t figure out after three years how to GET A SECOND OPINION isn’t worth my time anyway.
I disagree. Sounded to me like you were quick to jump anyone’s shit if they didn’t agree with you. You may work in the insurance field, and I myself have done so in the past. It doesn’t make you a fucking doctor. Personally, I think I’d trust Qadop or whatever the hell he calls himself (:)). Call it a quirk, but when it comes to medical procedures, I’d trust a doctor before I trusted an employee of an insurance company. I don’t know you, nor do I know jarbaby, but I do know that she’s not normally one to cry “wolf.” I suggest that you go back and re-read that post from an objective point of view. Maybe you’ll see that you were trolling for a fight rather than start slamming jarbaby for listening to physicians.
I’M TRYING TO CURE MY FUCKING BACK PAIN APETIT, I’m begging for anything that will do that…if a fucking witch doctor said I had to go felate a grey whale, I’d do it to make my back feel better. They doctor concluded I don’t need surgery because it’s too ‘drastic’, which is fine I suppose, even though three years of pain should call for drastic action, and now they’ve given me more and various pills instead of sending me to a chiropractor which has helped me in the past.
I’ll be going to the sixth doctor on September 5th, which I can’t see until September 5th because the almighty insurance Gods, of which you are apparently one, need thirty one days alone with their brains to confirm a doctor change! GOOD THING I DON’T HAVE AN INOPERABLE BRAIN TUMOR, EH?
Oh, yeah. When I’m injured, the first person I run to isn’t my doctor – it’s the janitor at the local health insurance company. He’s worked there for several years, so his opinion HAS to be the correct one, right?
Goddamn this board! (crowd: “Too late!”)
I had a great retort to the OP typed up and the board ate it. Suffice to say, I think that Otto is a douchebag and I don’t see why his “debate” even was allowed to stay in GD. It was clearly written just to get a rise out of people.
You know what, it works for like an hour, then you’re right back to where you started.