- 4th April
- 18th March
Remember that time 10 years ago when we started a war with a country we had no real reason to go to war with?
I will remember that day in early March of 2003 for the rest of my life. Almost every minute is etched into my brain. From the feeling in the pit of my stomach when I got the phone call telling me to ‘bring my pack & gear that I’ve told you I’ll need if I get called in’, to watching somebody I loved, somebody I was flippin’ engaged to, get on a bus & wave as he left & not knowing if I’d be able to stop crying long enough to drive to our house. Neither of us knew it at the time, but the initial ‘push’ into Iraq, that’s what he was being shipped off to do.
They didn’t tell him why he was going, or what he was going to be doing, but his unit got called up & less than 12 hours later he was gone. Know those movies where a military wife/girlfriend watches her Marine get sent overseas with basically no warning? That is what actually happened. No warning. Keeping his pack & gear by the front door was almost a joke, because there was no way in hell he’d ever need it.
And when you see on tv how a Marine’s wife/girlfriend gets a call/visit from somebody high up in the ‘chain of command’? How she knows what that means? I got that phone call, telling me to drive from NC to MD nowbut not telling me anything else. Just to get my ass to Walter Reed & ask for a certain person. So I drove. Knowing nothing, I drove.
He was there. He was ‘alive’…but he was not the person I’d waved goodbye to in March of 2003. Physically, he got ‘better’, but not ‘better’ enough to go back to his job or the NYPD. Mentally, he got worse. One of the sweetest, most loving people I’d ever know was pulling me down the hallway by my hair for making a smartass comment, rarely sleeping, & started drinking to blackout situations on a regular basis. We were together right around a year after he got ‘home’ before things got so bad that yeah…we couldn’t be together.
We sent those boys there in 2003 and didn’t tell them why. We didn’t tell them what they were doing. We didn’t tell them how long they’d be there. They just got on the bus & went, because that was their job. We sent people into a country to ‘free’ Iraq & what happened is anything but that.
And yes, America, I’m fucking bitter about it.
- 5th January
23 is the number of different pharmacies I had to call to find my effin’ medication. I’m sorry, but what the hell, America? Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to make ONE phone call, much less 23?
That. Was. Exhausting.
- 31st December
I am judging you so hard right now, America. So. Much. Judgement.
As somebody that has used VAWA as a means of protecting myself, I would like to thank Congress for this fuckery. It’s the Violence Against Women Act, not a damn nuclear arms treaty. You can’t even pass the VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN ACT…I cannot even with you people.
And Congress, you’re about to fuck people that are being stalked across state lines on so many levels that you cannot even begin to wrap your head around the gravity of the situation.
- 19th November
As soon as the bleeding has stopped, you go and you sit with this financial counselor, and they basically run you through the wringer to check to see if you have the ability to pay.
Peter Nicks, on what happens when you visit the emergency room without health insurance. Nicks is the director of “The Waiting Room,” a new documentary about ER healthcare for the uninsured in America. Watch the full interview here. (via current)
At the hospital closest to me, they bring a portable credit card machine to your gurney to take your $150.00 co-pay. I’m lying there as the doctor’s lancing an abscess, almost throwing up from the pain and she’s holding my fingers around the card so she can slide it through.
I’ve had a hospital ER take my ID & refuse to give it back to me if I didn’t give them some kind of money right then & there. Fuck that my shoulder was still dislocated & they weren’t going to do anything but kick me out after the xrays came back, they were gonna have me sign a check with the damn arm that was effed up.
- 8th November
- 8th November
I actually just got a message from Blue Cross/Blue Shield that I had been denied at underwriting.
So wait, even with the whole ‘you can’t use this coverage for any of your pre-existing conditions for 12 months’ clause, & being quoted more than $1200 a month, I got declined at flipping underwriting?
What. The. Hell.
- 24th September
“Well, we do provide care for people who don’t have insurance, people— we— if someone has a heart attack, they don’t sit in their apartment and die. We pick them up in an ambulance, and take them to the hospital, and give them care.”
Mittens said that, y’all.
Seriously, somebody let Mittens talk to Ginger. ‘Cause I just need to say, I’m the person that has waited until I was so septic that I needed to be carried into a medical facility, that walked around for weeks with a dislocated shoulder because going to get it fixed was going to cost a lot, that ARGUED with ambulance drivers because I knew how much it would cost to go 3 miles…on and on. I even have a rule when I’m at work-unless I cannot say otherwise, do not, under any circumstances, call an ambulance to pick me up after a seizure/broken bone/head injury/etc.
So no, Mittens, you are incorrect. Again. STFU.
- 24th September
I don’t understand the tea party women, walking around with signs going, ‘We want what the Founding Fathers wanted.’ Well ladies, they didnt let us vote. So you might want to reread the brochure of the team you just signed up with.
- 4th September
- 11th July
10 days worth of a certain medication (in which I attempted to use 2 different discount cards as well as making sure I was using the cheapest pharmacy in the area) that I HAVEto take=100 days worth of the EXACT SAME MEDICATION from CANADA. For the record, this was done yesterday. So I’m not using ‘old’ facts, figures or prices. I’m using information that is currently less than 24 hours old.
That’s motherfucking healthcare math right there, America.
- 10th July
From a Korean POV, the correct descriptions of the US healthcare system are ‘largely nonexistant’ and ‘absolute shit’
I’m just gonna leave this here. For reasons.
- 10th July
Honestly, y’all, I’ve gotten better medical care in the damn Cayman Islands than I have in the United States.
To get examined, diagnosed, & treated for a kidney infection it cost….wait for it….$54 American dollars. $54. Fifty effing four dollars. And I didn’t have to wait all day or anything. They also didn’t care that I was an American citizen, they were giving citizens of the Caymans the same treatment and pricing as they were to the people from the United States, Brazil, Canada…you get the idea.
And I didn’t even have to open a secret bank account or anything to get treated!
- 10th July
And you then wonder:
- If they’ve ever been outside of the United States and/or gotten medical treatment outside of the United States
- If they’ve ever been told they have ‘preexisting conditions’
- If they’ve ever been chronically ill & uninsurable
- If they’ve spent their life savings paying for medications
- If banging your head against a wall will be more productive than trying to explain to them why their statement is incorrect
- 28th June
The slippery slope of me not having to use more than 70% of my income to try & get some halfass medical care?