Still in the throws of the appeal process, I sit and wait, and wonder how long it is going to take for me to get the simple things I need. I would just buy an insulin pump and a monitor now, with my own money, but I know that my insurance would try to use every excuse in the book not to reimburse me. So, I am not going to risk it. I will play their game of sit, wait, pray and hope that the person reviewing my files is in a great mood that day.

Dr J. is currently writing my appeal letter, she sounds hopeful. But she was hopeful before the denial too. She is my doctor, she knows my health best, and she feels that I would greatly benefit from a pump and a monitor. But, it is the financial health care system, who is in the business of making money (who can blame them!) and not in the business of taking care of the sick, who is making the decision about my health care. Sick and twisted if you ask me!

I will continue to struggle to get my blood sugar levels under control in the mean time, using old fashion ways. Wishing they would hurry up and grant me my wishes so I could go have sinus surgery. (maybe I am the weirdo wishing for surgery!).

Surgery with high blood sugar levels is very risky. Infected sinus drainage (CF is not a pretty disease) gets into my lungs and causes even more problems. A severely deviated septum is causing me to get infections in my sinuses about every three months. Sinus surgery would greatly improve my breathing, improving my life.

On a much happier note, I have discovered that improv-comedy is great respiratory therapy! hehe!