I got the letter I halfway expected today, the letter from my insurance company denying my appeal of their decision to not cover my bone marrow transplant. I’m disappointed, but not surprised. I suppose their job at this point is to deny and delay in the hope that I will either quit or reach the point I am beyond help. Well, I am a long way from being beyond help, and if they think I will quit, they don’t know me very well. They denied stating that the transplant is part of a clinical trial, despite being assured by my doctor that I am not part of any clinical trial. Denial again seems to be based on one of the drugs the doctor wants to use. I get the awful feeling that people are playing semantic games with my life. I am getting in touch with my doctor in Chicago to see what the next step is, I am sure he will appeal the denial. I’m not through either. I will fight back, and fight as hard as I have to to win. I envy people in countries that don’t have this insane insurance mess, who don’t have to spend time begging for help from people they are paying to help them. This crazy system needs to change and change today. Single payer, anyone?
Tuesday of the Twenty-ninth Week in Ordinary Time
Oct. 20, 2009