If you’ve followed along during the month of October, you know the saga continues with the insurance company.  As part of their third denial after our appeals, they required that I go through a series of tests.  One thing that was maddening was a portion of their denial letter that said the procedure we were requesting was not being allowed for the “convenience” of the patient.

Excuse me for a moment.

WHAT?!  

Not for the convenience of the patient?

When you have bled for 42 days, so profusely at times that it interfered with your work and family life, it most certainly wasn’t a procedure (hysterectomy) requested for my convenience!  Having extreme pain when dealing with three fibroids and adenomyosis that requires not just Advil or Tylenol for pain relief but an actual prescription pain pill, is most definitely also not for my convenience!

That part of their letter was offensive!

But, I did as the powers that be required at the insurance company.  I had a thyroid study done in September, so we could strike that off of our list.  The other two items, the pap and endometrial biopsy, was performed last Tuesday.  The biopsy was extremely uncomfortable and painful at times.  But, it was better than having a D&C that they originally scheduled me for after the insurance denied the hysterectomy.

Although I tried not to worry myself silly, there were moments when I did feel extreme anxiety as I waited for the results.  My husband asked bright and early Monday morning if he should call the doctor’s office for an update.  I promptly told him NO!!!  Let the doctor’s office call US! 

As I waited, I kept whispering little prayers what seemed like every waking moment.  I also kept reciting Faith Over Fear.    Then Jeremiah 29:11 came to mind.  I recited that verse as well and also claimed By Your Stripes We Are Healed!

Yesterday afternoon as I got up from my desk and walked across the room, my phone rang.  I almost didn’t turn back to answer it, but then I thought I’d better!  As I reached for my cell phone, I could see the doctor’s office name and number glowing back at me.  I did hold my breath for a moment, then answered the phone.  With the phone pressed to my ear and anxiety filling my body, I listened as the nurse said, “The biopsy was benign.”  She kept right on talking, but I could contain my relief no longer!  I said, “OH THANK GOD!!!!”

The nurse kept on talking, but I was still back there rejoicing in the news my heart longed to hear!

The biopsy was benign – meaning no cancer!

Praises to God above!!!

At that moment, I wanted to shout it from the roof tops!

After I listened to the nurse talk about how they were submitting the results to the insurance company with yet another request for the hysterectomy to see what they will do now, I returned to my desk glowing!  I know I had to be!  I immediately told my coworker, and although she was glad to hear it, I wanted someone to actually celebrate with me!   So I went looking for my other coworker in the back.  He was really happy for me, and I felt better!  Then I texted my oldest daughter since she was in class.

By that time, it was time for me to pick my youngest daughter up from school, so I gathered my belongings and went to my car.  Once seated, I called my husband to give him the good news.  Then I started trying to call my dad.  I knew he’d be so relieved as he’s prayed and worried, too.  We played phone tag for a while, then we finally were able to talk. I could hear the relief in his voice!  My 71-year-old father sounded as if the biggest weight had been lifted off of his shoulders!

I took to Facebook to share my good news as well.

Honestly, if I could have shouted it from the roof tops with people not thinking I was looney and not getting locked up, I would have!

That was the best news yesterday!

Now, I do realize we’re still waiting on the insurance company to decide whether they will grant the surgery now after completing their required tests.  I know that once it’s been approved, the surgery won’t be a walk in the park.    It is still major surgery, and there will be pain management and the recovery period.  I have more to face, but for now, I’m celebrating and rejoicing!

Thank you, God, for the wonderful news.  Thank you for being with me and close to me in my darkest hours.