below is from another entry by Danielle Laporte: “Rock Your Paradox“.
[…] the universe is so achingly beautiful. And we’re all in it together. We’re all going in the same direction. I’m not here to take control of the wheel. Or to tell you what to believe. I’m just here to tell you that it’s okay to stop. To listen. To change.
read the whole story here….. The Oatmeal – “Believe“
y’all. I’m stoked. like, seriously. I cannot thank the reps at Medica enough for actually helping me out with my insurance disaster.
so if you recall, last Tuesday, I made a post about the battle I was having in getting my insurance going. well, a rep from Medica saw my post, and call me the following Friday. he left a voicemail saying how unfortunate my situation was and how he could help out.
of course, I was hesitant — 1] I never have this good of luck, and/or 2] this is going to be a scam. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t a scam! I researched the number he left, the number he called from, and the story he told about finding my blog and why he was reaching out.
I learned the Medica is trying to really get on the ball about providing good customer service — so much so, they are reaching out to persons in social media rather than waiting for the customer to reach out to them. and my situation is a happy result of that.
long story shirt, my rep Jerid (who has a cool spelling of his name, btw), explained a little of what happened and a lot of what the solution would be. and I would like to point out that he never tried to blame MNSure. I personally have no idea who was at fault (may have even been me at some point, for all I’ve been able to make sense of the situation), I just wanted the problem solved. and Medica did that.
he coordinated with MNSure, found my application, and manually passed it through some hoops. when we re-discussed my getting prescriptions, he even said he would email a copy of my insurance card so I can relay the information to my pharmacies.
when I woke up yesterday morning, MY INSURANCE CARD INFORMATION WAS IN MY EMAIL. omg, y’all, I was ecstatic!! I immediately called the pharm and got them to get my ‘scripts ready. I will be properly medicated soon!! 😀
so a very honest thanks to Jerid and his team from Medica and to whatever officials have really started pushing the offering of good, quality customer service. I can’t thank y’all enough for ending what was turning into a nightmare!
omg y’all, I get to pick up my ‘scripts tomorrow! thank jeebus, because I was having to cut and/or space them out just to keep some in my system, since I had no idea when I could refill them.
so this is where I want to live now.
A village, where there are no roads, no cars, no traffic, and ducks are the loudest sound you’ll hear. This is Giethoorn, in the Netherlands.
Its first inhabitants (around 1230) found peat deposits and dug so many holes they turned into lakes and canals.
Walking paths and around 180 wooden bridges. That’s how people get around there. No roads. No cars. No traffic. Can you even imagine?
The village website says “the loudest sound you can normally hear is the quacking of a duck or the noise made by other birds.”
People use “whisper boats,” which are boats with noiseless engines. There’s also a Canal Cruise by water bus.
The best part is that in winter when the boats can’t sail, residents just grab their ice skates to nip down the shops.
August is the busiest tourist month, in case you’re not big on crowds. The town…
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this echoes my thoughts about leaving Louisiana….
Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘How do we know if what we’re doing is right?’
As we drove along the coastline sky, I couldn’t help but
think of the life we left behind. ‘It isn’t anything except a
story we tell ourselves to justify our flight. Maybe we ran
away because we could, maybe we ran away to survive.’