That was the thing, I needed the MRI to START physical therapy so they knew exactly where the tear was and to what extent it was torn.

So I limped around in agony for a few extra weeks while the doctors explained how they were, in fact, "doctors" and the insurance company was not.

Always nice to have to go through months of PT that you, your doctor and your therapist know aren't going to help, but you're forced to jump through hoops to get those fucking ghouls to authorize it.