Uninsured with multiple "diseases" can be rough.
"Mental Illness" - What a fun label to give a 13 year old girl. Treatment started with meds and counseling. Several therapists, doctors and years later, things finally settled down. Zoloft ~ Never leave home without it... 2 pills a day.
I never really felt "well." Doctors treated the symptoms, but no one had an answer. A few years after graduation, I got an amazing job, and found myself close to losing it due to my ever increasing number of sick days. I met with a gastroenterologist, and within minutes of meeting him, I was in tears. Due to my family history of colon cancer, a colonoscopy and endoscopy were scheduled right away. I slept through the procedures, and as I was waking up the doctor was talking to my dad - ulcers in my intestines meant Crohn's Disease. Awesome. Eight pills everyday and I should be ok.
My job was considered part-time, meaning no insurance. The hospital where my procedures were performed wrote off my bills as "charity care". And the drug company took pity on me, and gave me my $400/month medicine at a much needed discount.
A year or so later, feeling fine, but could not shake this sharp pain in my right side. It got so bad, there were a few times I went to the emergency room. Again, the symptoms were treated and I was sent home with no answers. Convinced it was my gallbladder, I had several scans and tests done, all of which said I was fine. My GE said he was concerned, because the past few months my liver enzymes had been elevated. No matter what I/we did, they didn't go down. So I was referred to a hepatologist at UVA - four hours away. Ultrasounds were showing a "mass" in my liver. Honestly, at this point, I wasn't upset. I believe my reaction was, "Well of course there's a mass in my liver! What else ya got?" Endoscopy with a biopsy of the mass showed it wasn't cancer - just a lymphnode. The liver biopsy showed significant scarring, and a diagnosis of Primary Scelrosing Cholangitis. Liver disease means 7 more pills everyday. That means a total of 17 pills each day. My grandfather and I are in competition :)
Obviously, still no insurance. UVA Medical Center is awesome, and my "poverty level" salary got me a huge discount. Same with the meds. So rather than $500/month for the medicine that should prolong the life of this vital organ, I pay around $20.
Which brings us to today - age 24, with a decent full-time job. I was offered insurance, with the stipulation that they do not cover "pre-existing" conditions. Seeing as how I am one giant pre-existing condition, I passed on the insurance. I can afford $100 a month in prescriptions a lot easier than $1000.
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