Pity me. I am on phone with conference Healthcare Marketplace and insurance company, again. For the countless time.
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Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Someone is trying so hard to throw me under a bus! I mean, I guess that's what she's doing? But it's really not working. I keep asking her a question and she keeps talking to higher-ups about it... who come to me, and I explain why I'm asking, and they generally agree that we can and should answer it. And yet? STILL NO ANSWER.
Goddamnit. Gut churning right now. Waylaid outside the food court at work (at *this* hospital, that serves the most hopeless and lost bottom tenth of the population, the parents with the most wanted and most catastrophically sick fetuses and the sickest liveborn kids who had the shit luck to be born into the most toxic possible families, staffed by people who work until their eyeballs bleed to try to make miracles happen when they just fucking can't) by a dewy-faced, young and fractally clueless anti-choice pamphleteer and slightly lost my shit at her. I can't stop shaking.
Ugh, that sounds terrible. Good for you, though, JZ.
Ugh, I know that shaking feeling.
I don't think I did a damn bit of good, and now I'm just ramped up and rageful. And I think of all the stories I've heard here, the stuff that's going on two flights up from me *right now*, and it sickens me. Why the fuck here, of all places?
Why the fuck here, of all places?
Because to a certain demographic of loony tunes, the people you serve are obviously the ones who look at abortion as birth control because they're too stupid and clueless and immoral to make "good choices." And the only way that certain demographic can think of to help is to make those lives further hell until they "see the light."
I'm sorry, JZ.
Ugh, so sorry JZ. I hate that frustrated can't do anything ragey feeling.
They've moved down the block out of the immediate sightline of the hospital, right in front of the library, and now they have a big poster. Apparently the security office is sending one person out to try to talk them into leaving, while other staff check with the legal dept on whether buffer zone laws apply to our facility.
I'm kind of shocked by how incoherently furious I am. I couldn't even trust myself to walk anywhere near them when I had to go back across the street.