Join me for a story.
Imagine you are a normal person with ideas and dreams for the future.
One day you are struck down by some unknown ailment.
You suffer day in an and day out because this particular ailment hinders your daily life. You can no longer function normally.
As far as you know, there is no treatment for this ailment.
Until one day, someone offers you an elixir that they swear will start to heal you.
It can't hurt to try.
Suddenly the world is a much brighter place. You start making plans and dreaming again. You can see the future.
5 months go by and you are feeling great. You have made it past so many milestones.
And then one day, the person who supplies you with the elixir tells you you can only have 9 more treatments.
You stop dreaming.
The future is unclear.
So that was a little dramatic, but I just wanted to try to help you understand what this means to me.
Today I was told I can only come back to therapy 9 more times before my insurance stops paying for it. WHAT THE FUCK? How the hell can they do this to people? How can they take away the one thing that works?! Why why why does it always come down to money? The insurance people and the health care people are fucking monsters. How does quality of life have a goddamn fucking price tag on it? FUCK YOU, America, and your shitty health care system.
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Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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