When I went to see my sleep specialist, he did 2 things. He gave me a great new med that seems to have fixed my restless leg. And he referred me to another sleep study.
The new drug works great. Restless leg is basically a misfire in the brain, and the drug stops that. It’s lovely. My husband reports that he no longer sees me rhythmically twitching when he comes to bed. This is excellent. Not only am I sleeping better, but my knees are much happier when they aren’t running marathons all night. Who knew.
The sleeps study. Well, that’s the reason for the Harry Potter clip. Because in dealing with insurance, it’s all about getting the incantation correct, and I guess we didn’t. My rejection letter was pretty ridiculous. It said that we had failed to prove that my daytime sleepiness wasn’t from a more common cause like sleep apnea. Even though they already paid for the study that clearly found restless leg and no sleep apnea at all. So I guess they didn’t even bother to read my chart before they declined.
It’s appalling really. We have excellent insurance. And yet it’s a darn good thing I don’t have a traditional day job because I have spent hours in the last year getting various issues sorted that should have been covered, but I had to argue about it. I even have a company-supplied advocate who helps me with these arguments.
Our system is so very, very broken. Excellent insurance should not still require me to fight for necessary tests and justify things with reams and reams of paperwork. I’m grateful, but disheartened.