An email arrived. Tricare4U received and processed a recent claim.
Uh oh.
I expect to have a bout of acute passworditis soon.
Many Americans suffer from passworditis. The condition is brought on by websites not accepting passwords despite meeting all their stated requirements. Symptoms may include deep depression, a desire to drink heavily, incoherent screaming and swearing, high blood pressure, and a feeling of deep exhaustion accompanied by a temptation to go to bed and pull the covers over your head.
I also sometimes expire these symptoms of passworditis while using WordPress, but that’s about ‘features’ which act in capricious ways.
Tricare4U is part of the Defense Department’s healthcare labyrinth. I’ve been using Tricare variations since 1995, when I retired from the Air Force. Dealing with any Tricare issue is rarely fun and never easy. Logging on is usually the worse part. This is done through DS Log On.
As my friend Jill would say, GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
The passwords expire every 60 days. Installing a new one is a pain from hell. They have nine requirements. All are reasonable requirements. My new password meets all nine requirements. I know that because all nine requirements begin in red. As you fulfill one, it turns green. .
I must fill it into the new password box. Everything is green.
Then I add it again to confirm the password. These again show colors when it all works.
Despite everything showing as green, i.e., good to go, the submit button to complete the password change won’t come up. I stall out at that point every friggin’ time.
I used three different browsers.
Closed all windows and rebooted my computer.
Cleared my cache.
I have made twelve attempts in sixty-five minutes. I remain mired in password hell.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
I’m shutting it down for now. More coffee is required before I try again. All this to see what they say about my claim. Will I owe? What obtuse reasoning will they use?
Sigh. Not a fun beginning to my Twosda. It’s not good for my health. Ironic?
Don’t ask me.
Michael Seidel, writer 
I am not a technophope but this type of stuff gives me nightmares.
I had not realized you were in the Air Force.
My father was in the RAF.
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Cool beans. Worked with a few service members from other nations several times. Always found it an interesting and engaging time, and an hour and privilege. Cheers
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I have no idea what is a technophoPe.
I do know I have fat fingers and am lousy on a phone keyboard.
🤦
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LOL. Know that feeling too well. I thought the word you fat-fingered into existence was technohope, a new word for hope that technology will help us solve our problems and have better lives. Cheers, Michael
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It tends towards the ridiculous sometimes. I have a list of passwords somewhere in this computer, and at this stage I’m not even sure where Somewhere Is. I also know the list is painfully long, and even has the old passwords for every game I ever played online as well. Someday they will decide that the immense precautions they force you into to drive your own car will include passwords and Magic Numbers that even your spouse will not be allowed to use. They’ll know.
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Yes, and then they’ll require third tier verification. Probably use retinal scans, too.
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