Every American System is Un-American
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Let me tell you a story about the American healthcare system that I get to live each and every year.
Every year around this time, I have the joy of wrangling my Nurse Practitioner, the pharmacy, and the health insurance company that covers my meds. The issue at hand? Whether or not the insurance company will continue to pay for my medications. The ones that I need to, you know, live. This is the fifth year that I have the absolute fucking joy of dealing with this.
For those of you lucky enough to live in a civilized nation with nationalized/single payer healthcare, here’s a brief crash course in American health insurance. The short version is that it sucks.
The long version is that everything is privatized, unless you fall into one of a handful of groups that qualify for some sort of government-issued health plan. That means that the insurance companies set prices for what customers pay for everything health-related. This could be anything from a $10 copay (what is owed up-front) for a regular doctor visit to $250 for a 30-day supply of meds.
