So I sit down to pay the bills. I slit open all the envelopes, throw away half of the stuff because it’s junk, separate the bills and action items from the junk included with them, and prepare to get down to actually paying some stuff.
Only I see I’ve got a second bill from our doctor for a claim that was refused for our new baby. We’ve sent in the information to HR/insurance company, but when I call my husband to ask him to check on it, he tells me they have it set up so you basically send an e-mail into a black hole, and have to wait up to 45 days to get a response. No telephone numbers, no people’s names, only an e-mail address which generates automatic responses acknowledging receipt of your inquiry.
So I call the doctor’s billing service, and spend about 20 minutes on and off hold while they look things up and (very nicely) resubmit it, so that it will (hopefully) coincide with Husband’s company putting our kid on the insurance.
Next item: our car insurance renewal packet . . . with only one insurance card. I look further and see our other car is not listed on the policy at all. So I call. And find out that despite the fact that we added the car, and they sent us a card last go-round, they somehow deleted the second car from the policy after that, and I’ve been driving around without insurance for almost a year. Well, not really - they said they’d have covered any losses, but still. So got that cleared up.
So I pick up the next bill and it’s from the Birth Center, and it’s for a bunch of services that were also listed on the last bill, which I paid already. So I call, get put on hold while they look stuff up, etc. Then find out that some services were denied coverage, where the billing person thinks there should have been coverage. So she researches that while I wait, and eventually promises to resubmit it and get back to me.
Next item is a letter from our prescription insurance saying I’m almost out of covered local pharmacy refills, and I need to print out a packet of information, fax it to my provider, and have them fax a new prescription for a generic alternative, in a different amount, directly to them so I can mail-order the prescription. So I take care of that (thank goodness we have a fax machine at the house).
So then I paid the bills.
And today, I got the mail, only to find a letter from Husband’s company, laced with “regrettably” and “unfortunately” that says they won’t cover our daughter because while we a.) logged into the system and added her as a dependent; and b.) logged back in and added her social security number when we got it, they have no record of us also calling and telling them to enroll her in the insurance, so by their Byzantine rules, nanny nanny boo boo, they don’t have to enroll her until next year. (When, no doubt, we will have to log in twice, call them, send a registered letter, and sacrifice an unblemished calf during the new moon, in order to get her added.) There’s an appeals process. Where you send a letter to a black-hole address without any names or telephone numbers attached to it.
Time spent actually paying bills: about 10 minutes.
Time spent dealing with bureaucratic bullshit: hours