Denied, Denied, Denied

Well, after all that drama yesterday, what shows up in the mail? A letter from Doral (you would think I would've known how to spell the name of my former dental insurance, but the name has never once been printed on anything I've ever seen). All of my extractions were denied because I was ineligible for the insurance coverage. Wouldn't it be better to send me a letter beforehand telling me I no longer have fucking dental than send me a denial of my surgery 2 days beforehand. Luckily, this wasn't a shocker but it still infuriates me.