I spent much time at the work station pictured above today. This had not been my intention upon waking. I was more dressed for basement work, including putting on my steel-toed boots. These were boots I had for work work, and they’re comfortable. If I’m planning to be lifting or carrying things with weight, I figure it may save a toe.
While at the work station I am not sure why I would need to worry about my feet, maybe drop a mouse or something.
With my feet protected, I focused on learning more about how to track Medicare costs and coverage. Since joining Medicare we have had multiple doctor appointments, but have yet to get a bill. And I don’t think it’s because the coverage is so great, but that we don’t quite understand the path of payment request progression.
We had another appointment today, and I was trying to catch up on tracking. To track it is necessary to know more than just, there was another appointment.
After some sleuthing, I found the records showing costs for the visits, and initial coverage, but most still say pending, so no final $$, yet. And still no bills.
And today’s appointment begat at least two more. Fun, fun, fun.
Back to the basement tomorrow…
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January 12, 2026 at 10:45 pm |
John’s aunt has that same artwork with the horses and hidden ravens (crows?); it took me a long time to see them. Medicare and supplemental insurance is a complex beast; I haven’t tamed it yet and I’m 4 years in.
January 12, 2026 at 11:15 pm |
Bev Dolittle’s Sacred Ground. There are 3 eagles and a Native American face in the birch trees. We have another Bev Doolittle, Let My Spirit Soar, that I actually prefer.
I am determined to wrestle Medicare into a point where I understand what to expect. I am just trying to follow the bouncing ball right now.