The Crippling Fear of Medical Poverty
Holly Wood, PhD 🌹

While I have not had medical insurance at times in my life, I’ve been lucky. Only 29 and by the time I had issues popup (removed gallbladder, hernia, bile duct/liver issues — 4 day stay), I had insurance at my first career job, a job that saved me from more than a decade of somehow scraping by.

On June 16 of this year, my mom suffered a broken right kneecap and despite seeing my father go through many knee/shoulder surgeries when I was a kid — he even went temporarily blind during a mis-diagnosed diabetic coma. That said, nothing prepared me for the ugly face of American medicine that I feel like most know about, but don’t truly understand the utterly disgusting practices used with the uninsured.

Since June 16, my mother has stayed at two different Atlanta, Georgia hospitals (Emory and Dekalb Medical) — I spent all my hospital visits in my 20’s at Dekalb — but I was insured. My mom isn’t because while I make good money, the costs to insure her were just not affordable.

Long story short, both of our eyes have opened — the negligence, utter lack of compassion, doctors and nurses not acting remotely like decent human beings, incompetence — the list goes on, but it’s the angriest I’ve ever felt and can’t wait for the approaching day that she’s completely back to normal.

Very good article and I hope more people write about it, most of the articles I’ve seen like to use words with the uninsured like “burden”, putting aside human decency and bias.

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