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The Fears of Being Diabetic

Why the fears of being diabetic? Why not? I didn’t call them phobias, they are not debilitating. A good diabetic will acknowledge the risks and prepare for them. Risks in my opinion are simply controlled fears. Will I run out of insulin today or drop the bottle and break it? Past incidents have led me to be very careful of where I set it when it is out of the case, aka been there done that. There are so many of them I can’t possibly bring up and talk about them all. The whole point to this post is letting people know that there are many risks to being a diabetic and not everyone knows them or wants to talk about them.

By knowing the risks you can either avoid them or minimize the chances of them happening. My big fear is having a low. Its not as bad with the CGM (that leads to another fear all diabetics have) since it lets me know where I’m at with my blood sugar and most of all which direction it is going. I can avoid the lows by knowing they are coming before they get too bad. I carry Skittles in my pocket so when I know I’m going somewhere I will not have easy access to snacks. Cutting back on exercise is never an option for me. I was not raised that way and can’t get past wanting to give 100% at whatever I do, at home or at work.

My 40+ years of dealing with diabetic issues have led me with a few near phobias with the lows being at the top of that list. I have been told what I am like when my sugar gets low and that scares the hell out of me more than anything else. I become a very combative, aggressive person. People who know me can tell you how calm and passive I am normally but lower my blood sugar and I become a different person. When I was 12 I threw a nurse across our living room, I’ve knocked orange juice out my mom’s hand so many times I lost count, and I woke up with 8 EMT/firefighters holding me down on my bed to get an IV started. At work I have told them to never try to force me to eat or drink anything. Just call the EMTs and let them handle it. The fear is hurting someone I care about. My old doctor hated the fact I run my sugars so high to avoid it.

Another fear that I alluded to earlier is how I am going to pay for all the meds and supplies I need to stay alive. It is sad to say insulin is not the only med with this issue but it is the one I am most familiar with. The cost of the bottles of insulin have gone from $115 about 10 years ago to $295 currently. That is also with the insurance company discount. Buying it without insurance I’ve heard is more like $380 a bottle. The CGM is also a big cost. Each month with insurance I pay about $120 for the sensors. Without insurance they are about $450 each month. They are only meant to stay on for one week but to save money I will leave them on as long as I can, 3 weeks at times if the adhesive stays put. The transmitters are another thing. I pay about $250 for one transmitter that last only 3 months, $1,000 a year with insurance. Without insurance, I would ben  paying $1000 each for them, $4,000. What happens if I loose my insurance? It keeps me up during the day, I work nights so that is my sleep time.

Up comes another fear/risk, loosing my job. I hate to break it to those who feel the ADA protects them but I have been in situations where employers have been, lets just say creative, in forcing me to leave. I don’t think I’m a bad employee. I show up for work on time 99% of the time, I don’t call in sick very often, I do what I am asked to do whether it is a part of my “job” or not, I get along with coworkers well, and am willing to work overtime when needed. I’m not going to get into the politics of it but “right to work” states also allow an employers to let you go without a reason. They will not use the word diabetic in any letter or phone call since that involves the ADA. They can just give any excuse and let you go, if they respond in the first place. As far as getting hired, that is another nightmare all together. The easiest form letter to use is “we have gone with another more qualified applicant” one. Have they? I have wondered how many times they hear about previous situations of low issues and decide to not hire over it. I’ve read the fine print at the tale end of the applications. You give permission for the company to run background checks on you which includes credit, criminal, and employment. You give them access to your employee files from former employers.

An everyday fear/risk is not calculating insulin does correctly. Did I count the carbs right? Did I get the right ratio? Did I do the math right? I’m not perfect. I’ve screwed this up more than just once in 40 years. Don’t panic and make the correction. Eat more if you go low. Take a bolus if you go high. This one is really easy to manage. Its more annoying than anything else.

Fear is a constant companion for a diabetic. One you need to become friends with instead of being paralyzed by it. I could  die by walking out of my house and down the street today, but I’m still going to do it. I could screw up any of the diabetic things I’ll do today but I’m still going to do them. As I said it in past blogs, I’m 9 years past my expiration date so in my mind I’m not loosing anything if I died today. I can hear the gasps from here. It’s life. I’m going to die, everyone will die. Its just when will I bite the big one. I realize the issues of being a diabetic each day and I work with those obstacles. I control them and move on. Enough said.

Wow! Already?

I read a post a little while ago from another fellow type 1 diabetic on accepting her “broken” body. I have to agree with her, our bodies are broken. Our immune system attacked and killed the beta cells in our pancreas that made insulin. Yes I said made because they are gone and have been for decades. We make no insulin on our own like type 2 diabetic so to live we must inject it everyday several times a day. To me although they are both considered diabetes type 1 an type 2 are separate diseases, different causes and different treatments.

Reading the post brought back memories of my life years ago when I was resolved to live with the knowledge that I was going to die much sooner than most if not all my friends. I would have to make sacrifices each day just to stay alive. The last few years of high school and the years shortly after I had given myself an expected life span of 40 years. Why you ask? I had been hearing for the last 10 to 20 years that I was more likely to have a heart attack, stroke, loose a kidney or an eye, loose a foot or leg, or one of many other possible bad things that are more likely for diabetics.

Well I am happy to report that my supposed end date was wrong. I have turned 49 so I’ve gone past my expiration date by 9 years already. I’ve had issues such as bad infections that apparently, according to my family doctor, was not expected to survive it was so bad. I also have had retinopathy in one eye but it is controlled and no further problems have been found. Just had them checked last week.

Now to the nitty gritty of why I’m writing this post. As much as diabetes has impacted my life, it has molded me into who I am today, a driven, resourceful, proud person. Some who know me might question that last description.

Proud? Yes, very proud. I don’t ask for help unless I’ve already proved I can’t do it alone. I don’t rely on others others to do things for me as I am completely capable of doing them myself. Maybe at times more headstrong than smart as I tend to push things to the limit to find where it is.

When I first became a diabetic, age 8 (1977), I had tried to hide it from others around me. I was different now. I had to pee in a cup to check for sugar in my urine. I had to get shots twice a day to stay alive. I had to get blood drawn once or twice a week to make sure the dosages were right. I had to watch what I ate at meals and in between. That was the worst as I had to get up in the middle of class to get a snack out of my launch box with everyone in the class watching. How was I supposed to hide that?

Diabetes is invisible. I don’t have a missing arm or massive scar on my face to mark me as a diabetic. Its why we all are expected to carry something like a med-alert bracelet/necklace. Even EMTs can not tell unless they are told. Makes it easy to hide.

I no longer hide the fact that I am a diabetic.  I do not go around spouting out to everyone I pass about it but readily will anyone who asks or inform coworkers to make them aware. One of the reasons is the growth in diabetic awareness. Not to mention the fact back then there were estimated to be 6 million of us. There are now 22 million of us with only 10% of them are type 1 like me.

As much as it has changed my life and made it harder, diabetes has also made me who I am today. I am driven to manage more than defeat this problem. I watch what I eat and try to control my sugar level but also live like a normal person. I don’t avoid sugar. I also don’t hide from work. I’m not going to call myself a workaholic but it would be close. My job is a material handler at a factory. Yes I do drive a fork truck but most of what I do is by hand. I can honestly say that depending on the night I lift and move maybe 1 to 2 tons of steel. 2,000 to 4,000 pounds of steel. I use an air grinder to remove burs and slag off parts. Try it for at least 4 hours before you call it easy, you do flip the parts you are grinding and some of them weigh close to if not over 100 pounds. Its hard work and I love it. My problem at work it I do so many different jobs that I don’t know from one moment to the next what I will be doing. Friday I started out unlading a torch table then moved to grinding parts and then sat on a fork truck for 4 hours. Even then I couldn’t take it. I kept the radio with me but jumped off to finish grinding the parts I had started earlier. I also jumped back off at the end of the night to help load the plasma table to get it done faster. I’m such a pain in the buttocks.

I guess it has given me a chip on my shoulder. Because I have diabetes I feel the need to proof myself more than others. I need to prove I can work with the big dogs instead hide under the porch. I have never and will never use my diabetes as a crutch. I can do anything normal people can with some special conditions. Foremost among them is being able to eat when my sugar level drops too low.

I guess to wrap this up, I’m done hiding (have been for years). I don’t broadcast being a diabetic but I don’t hide in bathrooms to do my shots or check blood sugars anymore. You can’t stand the sight of blood or needles? I’m sorry, turn your head then. I’m not going to apologize for being a diabetic. I didn’t go looking for this and am sure as he11 (don’t want to sware here but………..) not going to feel less than human for having it. I guess my feeling anymore has gone to the point of if I have to live with this then you are just going to have to cope with the ways I have to use to deal with it. You don’t have to do anything other than leave me to deal with the shots, sugar tests, and food intake. Its all I ask of you

Back in the Old Days

I read a tweet about a girl who gave herself an insulin shot in a classroom setting and managed to disrupt someone’s world. I’m being sarcastic. My response would not have been so polite, at least if she had made a second comment.

It brought to mind how I do things differently in modern times compared to back in the day when Fred Flintstone and I rode around together, feels like that at times. Back then if we went out to eat, my mom or dad went to the bathroom with me and drew up and injected right there in one of the dirtiest rooms possible. Why? Stigmatism. In those days if you saw someone with a syringe in a bathroom it was, what drugs are you using? That was on my mind each and every time we did that. It made me self conscious that I was making someone else feel uncomfortable.

I spent years trying to not offend or irritate people I didn’t know or really care about. My dad was really bad about this. “Let’s go in here to stay out of the way.” Seemed more like a “lets stay hidden so they don’t know we have issues” kind of move.

Now, I don’t care if someone sees me shooting up. I even call it that. Shooting up is usually a term used by druggies getting high, not diabetics saving their own lives. I never go into a bathroom to inject anymore. If someone flushes a toilet you just got sprayed with fecal bacteria. Does not matter much that you used alcohol or other disinfectant because once it dries it no longer works. That bacteria could hang in the air for several minutes before landing on the counter or faucet. Sorry to ruin people’s meals but this is reality.

I’ve had people come up and ask if I was diabetic, while I was injecting. There are so many of us now it is not as odd to see someone injecting in  a restaurant or store as it once was. 22 million of us in the USA alone and about 10% of them are type 1, insulin dependent for those not versed in the language. I make no apologies as I have come to terms with the fact that I die without it and refuse to say sorry for that.

My first response to someone who says they are not comfortable with me injecting is to take into consideration their timing. If they say something while I’m drawing the insulin from the bottle I will politely excuse myself to another area to jab and go.  Some people are sacred of needles and I get that. If they have waited, watching me draw it up and then say something while I have the needle stuck in my skin, well, they just out of luck. I am going to continue. A person who waits until it is too late will most likely be the person who pitches the biggest tantrum as well.

That is when my inner ass comes out. He is not nice nor is he well behaved. He will tell you most likely what you do not want to hear. I try to leave him at home but there are people in this world who seem to just be hunting for him. If you wish to be rude do not expect that to be a one way conversation. The worst mistake you can make is to think that because I am an “inferior” diabetic that I can’t defend myself. lol Game on.

It Gets Old

40 years I have beena diabetic and 40 years I’ve heard almost every excuse as to why I am a diabetic (almost never the right one) or things I should or shouldn’t do. They are not all bad people, most are simply not educated about diabetes. That being a result of not be close to someone who has it. Very few understand that there is more than one type of diabetes. That also leads to misunderstanding the reasons given on TV and in articles about this disease.

First and foremeost, eating wrong and not exercising does not “give” or lead to type 1 diabetes. It can hasten or lead to type 2 diabetes. Type 1 diabetes is when your body’s own immune system turns on the beta cells (islets of Langerhans) which are what produce insulin in the body. By the way, humans are not the only animlas in the world who can get diabetes. After they are gone, you can’t make your own insulin and must daily give yourself injections to stop ketones from building up in your blood, which will kill you. To put this as plainly as possible, no insulin no live.

Growing up I did not eat the best but it was far from the worst diet in history and it was pretty much the same as everyone else in our house. Chips Ahoy cookies may be the real sticky point as I loved them and consumed them often. I exercised regularly riding my bike all over this town, climbing trees, and running all over the place. Lack of exercise was not my problem. I was only the second person on mom’s side to come down with it but I was the first type 1. Most doctors consider it a genetic disease as it is inherited and pasted down from parents to children. Everyone of my mom’s side of the family had it before they pasted away.

As far as people making comments about what they think of my treatment or lack thereof, I ultimately don’t care but do not get mad if I don’t bow to your will and do it. I have had 40 years of experimenting to find what does and does not work for me. If you are a fellow diabetic and give me advice, again, please do not feel slighted that I disagree and/or do not follow your advice. If it is something new I may try it but there is no guarante it will work for me. I am not you. Everyone is an individual and MUST be treated that way.

My last doctor and I had issues with that. To me it felt like she was trying to fix my problems, which she admitted were not  normal, with standard treatments. How would a standard treatment fix a non-standard problem? It never made sense to me and it never will. If the problem is not normal, you think outside box, don’t stop at the wall of normal.

I guess what my point for all this is, that I make my decisions. Right or wrong, good or bad, they are mine. You are not living with this disease, I am. I will live with my blood sugar being high and shortening my life cycle. I will live with taking shots or lving with a pump. I will decide what is too low for me to function and when I need to correct the deficiencies. 240? No I’l leave that one alone. 85? Oh hell yes, I’m fixing that. But that isn’t low you say in the back of your mind. For me it is. I can feel my mental senses start to slow down at that point. I can’t concentrate as hard or think as fast below 90. You would never know it while talking to me unless you know me very well. The sarcastic comments I normally make are just not there. Its like I’m becoming a different person. I can, most of the time, see or sense it coming so I can prevent it. Just let me do it on my own thank you. My life, my way.

Oh the Game We Play

One day ago I decided I needed to get another set of sensors for my Dexcom, and so the game begins. Why do insurance companies try to play games with our life saving medicines? Well I guess the Decom isn’t really keeping me alive but it helps prevent me from succumbing to the lows that can lead to much worse problems. Car wreck, getting hand stuck in a machine at work, or even as simple as not figuring my insulin right because my sugar is low.

I called 2 days ago to se if I still had a refill left on old Endos prescription. I evidentially had.. Here’s where this gets very weird and made me ask questions. Earlier this year I was talked into trying a pump again and it put me over the yearly out of pocket for my insurance. Sad part is the pump still does not work for me. We spent 2 almost 3 months trying to work things around to get it to stop alarming out (low and high) but nothing worked very well. I gave up on it but didn’t get it returned. That is another story.

Anyhow, I have been getting all my meds and supplies for $0 since then. After I got off the pump I started using the Dexcom again and had to get a set of transmitters. Those thumb sized little marvels of medicine are $1000 a piece and I got 2 of them for free. Well I thought it was going to be free but I ended up paying about $150 for my share. The insurance company gets a discount so they are less than $1000, maybe $990. I don’t know or care really. All my insulins and test strips are being paid 100% since trying the pump.

I get a call yesterday morning from the place supplying me with my Dexcom supplies and they tell me my credit card was declined. Wait, why was it even being used in the first place? I asked the lady why it wasn’t covered 100% by the insurance company. She told me they claimed there was $260 left on my out of pocket to pay. Huh???

I told her that was not right as they had been paying for everything since roughly June or July. She looked closer at my account and at the transmitters I had received months ago. Low and behold, they had listed the same amount, $260 as left on my out of pocket back then. The $1100 I had to cough up for that pump pushed my out of pocket over for the year. Someone who deals with insurance companies all day could not come up with an explanation for this weirdness. She also told me I had a $150 credit on my account.

I asked where that had come from and she told me the money I had paid for the transmitters had been switched to credit as the insurance company had paid the cost in full, after I paid out the co-pay amount so they had given it back as credit. Fine by me but what the hell is going on with my out of pocket costs being out of whack? She looked even closer and found they had done the came thing back then as now. They had showed I still had money to pay for out of pocket yet were paying 100% already back then. Anyone confused because I sure am. The company I was dealing with was very nice and reasonable about all this. She said she would apply my credit to cover the sensor but if, better be when, they pay in full they would return my credit.

Thank you so Diabetic Supply of the Middlelands. You went above and beyond with this issue. As far as Coresource goes, I’m watching you now. Now that I’ve seen one of your tricks I can watch for it next time. I hate playing games but when they are pushed on me, I will figure out the rules and use them to ruffle your feathers. Pluck them straight out if need be. If you are going to waste my time with stupid issues then I feel it only right to follow your example.

P.S. To add to all this confusion, I saw another endo at my then current endocrinologist’s behest to see if she had missed something as to why I was always dropping so low while on the pump. I again, my mistake I guess, thought it would be covered 100% even if not in the “group”. I now own them/her $385 for that visit as the insurance company refused to cover it, at all. Was it not preapproved? I kind of thought they would have checked that out first. I’ve never gotten a good answer to that one looking at my stuff on line. Really need to call about that one. Just another nail in the coffin of trust I had with them.

What does a low sugar “feel” like?

There are questions I get asked from time to time, usually after a hypoglycemic reaction.  Can’t you feel it? Why didn’t you stop it? Oh and my favorite didn’t you eat? I’ve heard them all at one time or other. Actually I’ve heard all of these more than once. To a diabetic they are “duh” questions, the simple answer of duh is the appropriate response. To those who do not have to fight or control these incidents it can be a mystery as to how or even why we feel what we do when the sugar level goes rooting around in the basement. I hope to help some of you understand that we don’t want such drama in our lives. There is plenty there already.

First, can’t you feel it? Simple answer is yes. I can feel the tired, confused mental state coming before I go into zombie mode. I don’t know what else to call it. I can hear but my mind does function well with a low blood sugar. I did some checking and 15% of your blood flow goes to your brain and about 20% of your bodies resources get hogged by it. So stop and think about that for a second. Your brain is like any other muscle in your body except it used much more of, well, everything. You use it or loose it (if you even had one in the first place mine is questionable in that case) and if you don’t eat well your muscles get weak, as does your brain.

Confusion is my main go to signal of a low. I can normally understand things with little problem. Once in a while someone will try and explain something to me and because I think about things differently, it may take me a while to get it into terms I can understand. If I run into something I know I should be able to do easily but I end up having to think about it a while or over and over before I solve it, I have a problem.

I also mentioned tired. This gets kind of tricky. Is it from having a low or only getting 3 hours of sleep yesterday? Got a coin to flip? I work nights so sleep is a luxury I don’t get enough of most days. Sometimes there are just too many things going on and I have to cut it short and sweet. Other times noisy neighbors and “normal” daytime sounds get in the way of a good sleep. A low sugar causes a tired feeling because it cuts your bodies power supply at its source. That annoying sugar level in your blood is also responsible for energizing your muscles and brain as already stated. No sugar, no energy.

Second question on the list why can’t didn’t you stop it. This one is also a multi-layered question. If I do feel it getting low I will try and fix it. A question to answer the question is what am I doing? Can I stop right now or do I need to get to a stopping point first? How fast the sugar drops is a big decision maker. Is it slowly dropping or is it making like a skydiver without a shoot? I have had my sugar drop 130 points in 1 hour. Hypoglycemia is listed as below 60 so doing the math on this I would have gone from “normal” to low in only 30 minutes. It takes about 15 – 20 to get sugar into the blood stream. Just the fact that it drops that fast can add to the confusion and quick onset of problems. I’ve felt confused at 110 because just 2 hours earlier it was 478. So take roughly 368 divide by 2 hours and we get 184. An hour! This happened just the other night at work. I did not wait for the engraved invitation to come in the mail, I got a pack of peanuts butter cups and was fine until lunch. It was still down to 78 but since the fall slowed down I was fine mentally.

Anyone confused now? Yeah it sucks doesn’t it. That low sugar slowing the brain down also means I don’t think rationally. I once had 4 people at a previous job trying to tell me I should eat something and the only thing on my mind was that they were just trying to pull my leg and get me to do something stupid. Well the EMTs knew me by name back then and were able to get me to down some nasty sugar paste in a tube. By the way anyone who has never tried it should and you will understand why hypoglycemic diabetics don’t eat it willingly.

The last question on the list is truly the most ridicules. If you could see my fat frame you would understand I don’t miss many meals in life. The lows actually are a part of why I am so heavy. I have to eat to bring my sugar level up and since the doctors want to keep it as  low as possible, I eat a lot to stay above water each day. I am fine to let it sit at 250 but it is a cardinal sin for a diabetic to let it get that high. It is a constant tension point between my doctor and I.

I have a phobia of having lows. It genuinely terrifies me. I keep a cool head and low profile as much as I can in life but when my sugar gets low I get combative. Just ask my sister and a close friend who both have tried to get me to eat somethings and I ended up hurting them. I tear up just writing it down.  When I was 12 I threw a nurse across our living room after she jabbed a needle in my arm to get me out of a low. My mom said she flew about 5 feet. I am much bigger and stronger now. Would she have gone through a window now?

On more than one occasion I have woken up from a low while sleeping with the help of EMTs. I believe the most I counted was 8. They said I was fine until they tried to start the IV and then my demons came calling with a vengeance. 8 strong strapping young fire fighters had to hold me down as another started the IV to get my sugar up. That is why they knew me by name back then. If they got the call to my house they brought back up.

I fear hurting someone without being able to control myself during one of these incidents. I have in the past and regret it deeply. That is not who I am or want to be known as . I have no control over my mind when they happen so they scare the crap out of me. I can’t speak for every diabetic but I will do whatever I can to keep this from happening. If I shorten my life a few years by keeping it high but everyone is safe, I am fine with that.

So that is how it “feels” to have a low. Confused, tired and most of all terrifying.  Can I feel and stop it? Yes I can under most circumstances but there are always curves that God puts in our way to both challenge us and humble us. We just have to deal with them as best we can and maybe get a little help from our friends. The loss of control is scary and humiliating at the very least. I am not a social butterfly so the extra attention garnered by such events is never welcomed. I would much rather be the wall flower in the back of the room who tells the guys about it the next day. Oh to dream.

My savior, the ACA

I know this is a hot topic for many people. I had a guy I know stop by while I was watering my new grass the other night. He and I got into it about the Affordable Care Act. I know it is broke and needs to be fixed but repealing it altogether is not the answer. Without this law removing the pre-existing condition clauses in most private insurance policies and leveling the cost for those of us who truely need it, life would be much harder to live.

My thought is we should have a national health plan like Canada or England or France or even Cuba has a national plan. I looked it up and the term 1st, 2nd, and 3rd world country is no longer used. Cuba is ranked 51st out of 177 countries. It is more 2nd world than 1st world and yet they can pull off a national health system. Why can’t we?

When I started a job recently, I was surprised to find out they had a pre-existing clause in the health insurance for the first year. Lucky I was making $400 a month more then than now. Still don’t knwo how that works, I make about $2 an hor more now than then but it is what it is. Point is most of my diabetic meds and doctors appointments for anyting diabetes was not covered.

Here is another worry about that protection being removed. I hurt my foot the last month of that clause and went to see the doctor. His first words were that I had broken it with a Lis Franc fracture. This is a rare dislocation fracture where you don’t have actually break the bone. The joint between your toe bones in the upper part of your foot seperate. He also claimed it was a diabetic issue. We are more likely to get these is what I gathered.

Awesome! They did high resolution X-rays, Cat scans, and then an MRI to find any evidence of the damage. None was ever found but the damage to my pocket book was done already. One of the 2 doctors who I had seen wrote it was diabetic related in their report to the insurance company. I was stuck with $5000 in tests for an injury they could not find or document and I got left with the aftermath.

I fought by contacting teh insurance company but they said as long as the doctor had wrote it into the repoprt there was nothing they could do. I had to talk to the doctor and get him to change his report. I never asked outright but he always referred to it as a diabetic complication. I never found anything about diabetics being more likey to get this break than a normal person.

It sounded more like a preformance issue to me. Horse riders get this when they fall off a horse and get their foot stuck in the stirrup forcing the foot to flex backward, hard. It also happens to football players who plant their foot hard while turning on the field. Kind of like turf toe.

This is the scary part, going farther with this, if you have ever been to a doctor and had a high blood pressure or high cholesterol, you now have a pre-existing condition. You might not have any issue currently from it but if you loose a kidney later it is because of your high blood pressure. Your high cholesterol may have caused your heart attack so it is not covered either

Yes, the ACA is broke that is obvious. Ever read it? I downloaded a copy and got through about 100 pages of the 2,000 plus page law. The first thing I noticed were the numerous amendments to it. It also struck me that in the section I read, most were there to add the term individal where it read group or employer in the original bill. Why?

I heard so many times back when this was being run through congress that the GOP was trying to block it. Did they add all those extra amendments? The GOP congress has already been into this law to change who gets penalized for insurance coverage for small companies. The penalties are gettiing much bigger this year, $100 a day for each employee not covered. That’s $36,500 a year for each employee.

Even if they decide to keep the pre-existing coverage they can still get around the issue by removing the conditions from insurance coverage. Just the last week or so congress and the president worked to remove pre-natal care and other women’s medical needs from insurance coverage. Michigan had a state representative who tried to remove pre-natal care, diabetese, mental health care, and anti psychotic meds from insurance coverage. Really? You want to remove a person from the meds keeping them stable? Look it up, it’s called the Drazcowski amendment. It scared the crap out of me with all the thing he was trying to remove from coverage.

Here’s my opinion on this this, if you remove these things from coverage, lots of people will drop their coverage since it will do them no good anymore. Insurance companies will love not having to pay out so much until they realized they also are not getting as much in either. I will end up on disablity and  Medicaid when I loose a foot or my sight from my blood sugars being so out of range due to not being able to afford my meds.

Dear Mister Trump and members of congress, I need you to FIX the health care situation, not make it worse for me. A true universal health care plan such as Canada or France’s plans would also help out employers. They will no longer have to shoulder the cost of these insurance plans. That means more money for adding employees or maybe going back to using more full time employees instead of cutting back  to more part time to avoid the insurance penalties. It depends on how the taxing is modified to cover the cost of this plan. With it being a larger inlfux of cash from a larger group of people putting in, the over all cost may actually come down.