Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Effective Communication

Goodness I lose it when the communication I receive is muddled.

Today's addition:
I called the high school to inquire about getting working papers for my son (and 8th grader who is 14).  The secretary told me:  a. go to the nurse's office before noon Friday.
I asked what I needed to bring with me:   a social security card.

So, I drag my son to the school only to find that I could not use the high school nurse's office because he was not in high school.  Then, I was told I needed his medical / physical paperwork.  Needless to say, I made some noise-- is it too much to ask for the school secretary to either pass along correct information or forward my call to the person who can?????  So, the high school nurse relented and said she'd call the nurse at the middle school to get an okay that he had the proper medical paperwork.  Alas, his records are not up-to-date.  (NOT my fault, by the way.  I had all his paperwork in, handed them in on back to school night.)  Furthermore, the state of NY mandates that if a child does not have the proper medical paperwork after 30 days of school, the parent is to be notified.

HMMMMM......the last time paperwork was due to the school was when he was in 7th grade.  Perhaps the school nurse is not paying attention??

I came home for the paperwork (I keep copies).  I cannot find them.  My husband has no knowledge of them (and, his argument, why should he, I was the one who brought the kid to the doctor).  Well, I found suitable paperwork in the Boy Scout folder AND the medical paperwork probably walked out of the house when my husband handed them over for football.

Well, I guess I will just have to do this stuff on my own in the future.  And, I think I'll make my son figure the crap out on his own.  I am so incredibly inflamed because of this.

Ah, all is calm (ish) again.  I finally found a copy of the paperwork.  Now let's hope the school will be able to help me tomorrow.



Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Accidents and lawsuits

It's been over a year since I was t-boned on I-215 in Las Vegas.  The woman who hit me took responsibility for the crash and we have the same insurance company.  You'd think things would be smooth.

Not so.

On Friday I got a letter from a collection agency because the doctor who spent a whopping 7 minutes with me did not get paid in full from my insurance coverage.  I called the collection agency who did not want anything from me but a date I would pay.  Then, I was harassed yesterday by the same collection agency.

So, now I have to sue for damages so I am not stuck with a poor credit rating.

This would be easier in this case if, since the driver of the other car recognized that she was at fault, the other person's insurance just covered everything.  Ugh.  Pain in the ass.