"What are you thinking about?" "You. Me. The world. Life. Happiness." You smile and say "is that all?" "You know me. I think about everything. What are you thinking about?" "Well, I WAS worrying. About bills. Insurance. Our health. The future. But then you distracted me." "And what are you thinking about now?" "That I wish I had your optimism. But for now, no more worrying. It's time to breathe. I'm just glad to be here in this moment with you."
There was a very cautious man Who never laughed or played He never risked, he never tried, He never sang or prayed. And when he on day passed away, His insurance was denied, For since he never really lived, They claimed he never died.
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I wish my lotion had glitter in it I also wish my head didn't hurt I had a nightmare that I was back in the hospital the day my insurance company denied my medication I can't afford it, So I can't sleep now But yesterday I dreamed I was back in the hospital like when I was a kid I was only there a couple of times, for testing and for times I forgot my medication There was a bit of a learning curve for a seven year old But I'm moving out next year I've already learned I take my vitamins, I go to my doctor visits I finally got my sports clearances, But I can't drive a car without my medication I can't work somedays either So as I lay here, by myself, I can't help but remember the nurse who gave me a friendship bracelet in the emergency room on Christmas The saline in my arm was cold, and they stopped giving me blankets because I had a fever I was twelve years old and it was snowing in Atlanta for the first time in years I couldn't tell from my windowless room The nurse put lotion on my hands with glitter in it I had a fever because I was dehydrated I was dehydrated because I forgot my medication at home in Pennsylvania.
I do want to state that I am fine. I have a chronic medical condition. I've had it for my entire life, I was diagnosed as a kid. Most children grow out of it by age 12, I was that rare exception to the word "most" and so I still struggle with the same condition even as I go into college. I will have it for my entire life. It was only recently proven to be a real disorder and is now finally being properly studied, but my insurance hasn't caught up and listed the medication as necessary for my condition. I am currently in round two of appeal.
I'm uncomfortable I'm uncomfortable in this feminine peice of **** others call a body I look in the mirror and all I see is deadname My body isn't me My body is deadname I figured this out yesterday So I finalized my decision to get top surgery Only to find out that my insurance matches my peice of **** body Top surgery isn't covered Apparently it's cosmetic ******* You don't have to live in a body that's wrong It's not my fault I was put in a body with ***** and curves and bumps in all the wrong places I don't have 5000 dollars because I already had to pay for intensive outpatient therapy that insurance wouldn't cover What's the point of having insurance if it only costs and doesn't pay