NORWALK, Conn. — Wasn’t sure I was going to do this again so soon, but, what’s on your mind?
What’s on my mind is that I have been sick. I put on a real show for the elected types on Wednesday and Thursday, sitting in the back of the room at meetings, looking like a wreck. I looked so bad that Diane Lauricella thought it amusing and took a photo. Perhaps there’s a blackmail attempt on the way.
After Thursday’s debacle, I went home and slept for most of two days. I think I’m getting better now.
I’m the Energizer Bunny – this isn’t supposed to happen!
Problem was that I don’t have health insurance. I really don’t want to repeat what Mark did, refuse to see a doctor because of an issue with health insurance, so I made a push Friday, while buried in blankets trying to feel warm, to address that situation and it appears that I can finally sign up.
I called Connecticare in October to tell them that Mark had died. In November, I went to get a prescription filled and was told that my insurance card was no good. When I tried to sign up for insurance, I found out that they made the insurance account “dependent only.” Mark, the primary insured person, did not need insurance. I was the dependent, without any decision-making capability.
It does seem like weird things happen to me.
It has taken months to work this out. I called Access Health and was told that I was going to be put on a list for a return phone call, marked “severe.” Silly me, I thought they might call back that day. A month went by and I called again. Another month… Finally, we were up against the deadline and I was assured that I’d be able to get healthcare March 1, that I was in the system, that someone would call.
I called in March, and there didn’t seem to be any record of that.
Did you know there’s something called The Office of the Healthcare Advocate? I found out and got them involved, and, weeks later, I am finally able to sign in to Access Health, with a real live account of my own. I’m just waiting for a broker to call and explain the options.
So, while I’m sharing little stories of state government, let’s visit probate.
Mark and I got rear ended in January 2016, by someone who appeared to be drug impaired, who left the scene and hit someone else. We both had concussions. Naturally, there’s been legal action out of this.
My action is all over but Mark’s was tied up in probate. We had a hearing recently.
I got charged $300 for a Compromise of Claim attorney.
That’s ridiculous – it couldn’t be more cut and dry, there was no one claiming anything from Mark’s non-existent estate. My lawyer told me that Connecticut probate courts are understaffed, so they charge extra help to the people with a claim.
I’m a widow who paid $300 for a shyster who did nothing. Government is the greatest.