It is confirmed: I must have photo ID to stay at The Healing House. I suspected as much. Unsure which unappealing option for treatment I'll have to go with, but I'll think on that more after my scans... which are tomorrow. By the end of the week, I hope to have a plan and a clear visual of my future.
Besides calling about The Healing House, I also confirmed when my accessible transportation is arriving the next two days and emailed my primary medical provider. My Nurse Practitioner is in yet another network from either hospital I'm looking into and, because of this, she's often not in the loop on my medical issues once she refers me to a specialist. I have to keep her updated. She didn't even know I had cancer until I told her.
Anyone giggling over my hesitation to get treatment across different hospital networks really has no idea the difficulty (and possible danger) it proposes.
On an unrelated (but still exasperating) note: My tachycardia is quite prevalent, lately. I know it's worse because of stress.
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