I’ve been helping my Grandmother through a tough transition. She moved into a nursing home in January. I helped her move, liquidate most of her personal belongings and helped her through some complicted financial matters. It’s been a long haul physically and emotionally.
I celebrated about 2 weeks ago when I received a letter that her Medicaid had finally been approved. I began applying for Medicaid, which pays the balance of her healthcare, in mid-February. Three months of applying, processing insurance, providing documentation. Three months of working with a government agency was stressful. There was always a threat, however slight, of “your application can be denied”. That’s what every document I received said.
Today I received a really official looking document that stated Your Medicaid Application XcIMo 19 XGeoKl has been denied.
I muttered to myself, “Wow. I’m pretty sure I got a letter saying the exact opposite thing. Now where is that letter? It was right here…”
A little panic ensued. Just for a few minutes. I dug to find the original letter. I found a bunch of random things. But no letter. Hmmmmph.
Carefull re-read the new letter. It was much more official looking. And a lot of it was in all caps. So, basically the Fed was shouting at me and telling me I’d been denied.
I finally found the original letter. I compared the two. Yes, part of her application had been denied. Both letters confirmed this fact.
Then I turned the new letter over. It continued, in all caps of course, to say that the majority of my application had been approved. It shouted out to me that I’d done a good job and had been approved. All was right with the world.