So we had a scare with our insurance. For 9 days raiden was without his meds because of new guidelines the insurance company wants us, the dr, and pharmacy to follow. He went 9 days because the insurance company didn't like the way the cardi filled out the forms. He waited 9 days because his dosage wasn't correct when they called to verify for shipping. I was. Furious for 9 days and the insurance company never called me back to explain a darn thing to me. BUT for 9 days the pharmacy was apologetic and sympathetic. They tried to reassure me that he would be ok, that they were doing everything they could to get his meds. I appreciate them for that but for 9 stinking days I was crying at night because I could tell he was breathing differently, for 9 days I was letting him play to his hearts content worrying if I should lock him down so he doesn't work himself to hard. By day 8 I was calling all the numbers I knew for his cardi to find out why it's taking so long, by day 8 raiden had had 3 nose bleeds and i didn't know if that was cuz of not having the meds or something else.
Once he did get his meds (thanks to his awesome surgical nurse whom I will NEVER stop singing her praises) they kicked his little butt. He was so drowsy, he couldn't play the way that he had been. My happy boy for the next two days was a tiered mess, and all mark and I could do is just make him as comfortable as possible.
I'm so glad that his body got used to the meds again. He is back to his playfully self and loves us again lol I also found out not till he is 2 or 3 will he have his next surgery, so it looks like we are stuck in Sacramento for a while longer. Next year looks like we will buy a house because renting is killing us lol
