My stress level went from threat level midnight (very bad) to baseline. I am not sure there is much difference but it feels better. I was able to make contact with the Medicaid office. I spoke to this wonderful woman that listened patiently regarding Ethan’s medical issues and directed me on what options were available. We are going to go through a renewal process and get him back into Medicaid. I verified it is retroactive and we can purchase his medications, and get refunded once the application is renewed. Apparently we were sent a renewal form (lost in the mail). I did not see it and figure it is lost in the mail somewhere. I feel so much better. Then the calls started coming in. Our gal at the heart failure center had our back. One lady made a call to the pharmacy to get things situated for Ethan’s medications. Another lady called me and said that the renewal form the First Lady told me about would delay Ethan’s care by weeks. Lady number 2 did it with me on...
Sarah gifted me a fabulous coat for Jiminy. When he puts it on he becomes a PIMP/Drug dealer. He becomes a misfit of society. We were laughing as we talked for him different things maybe a pimp or drug dealer would say…but in a tiny little Jiminy voice. I needed a laugh today because I received a letter yesterday saying that Ethan’s Medicaid has been discontinued. Of course the social services office is only open 9 am -2 pm. Those are better than bankers hours. To be fair, I am sure they work longer hours but they turn off the phones to do so. I had to scramble to rearrange some of my calls today to allot for the holding I anticipated doing. I didn’t have the heart to tell Ethan about the letter yesterday on his birthday. Of course, his coverage ended 1/31/26 and he just had an echo and annual cardiac appointment. We have to get it situated quickly so that he can not have a lapse in his medications. The pharmacy said we can pay out of pocket, but we are not independent...