Hah!

I finally got the answers I needed about my medical/insurance issues! I thwarted the insurance company's plan to keep me confused by calling an actually HELPFUL person this morning, who clued me in to how the system actually works. It does mean that for my future medical appointments, and for my twins' delivery, I'm going to have to drive an ungodly long way across town to the military hospital. And most likely, I'll be poked at by residents, since the program is a residency teaching program. But the bright side is that I'll be regularly over by one of our best friends' Greek restaurants, so I'll get to eat there when I go to the doctor. Silver linings are good. The other bright side is that since I'm considered "high risk" (what with being so OLLLLD and having twins) the residents won't be the sole care givers. There will be actual experts who are in charge of me.

Oh well. At least I figured it out before it was too late. I think. Now for another call to the Insurance bureaucracy from hell to make sure I'm set up properly.