Fail #1 – I take medicine.
I don’t think that’s an Earth moving statement. Many of us do. Mine happens to be required every day. Fine.
Another non-statement. And,
insurance covers much of the cost of the meds.
Now, that’s different for everyone, but as a State employee, it’s a
little better for me than you. I haven’t
gotten a raise in 7 years, but I get healthcare. Which would you rather (a blog post for
another time)?
So, when Medco/Express Scripts said, “We’ll reduce your
payment on your meds further if you just subscribe with us for automatic refills
and mail-order delivery,” well, hot damn, that’s just too good to be true. And it was.
I could end this blog here and you’d be stuck nodding your
head in agreement without any good story behind it. Frankly, it’s not a great story, but you
asked (or didn’t) and here it is. The
drug I need is name brand. Insurance
companies and their subsidiary pharmacies (i.e. Medco) don’t like giving those
out. Why? It costs them more while my premium stays the
same. So, routinely, after a script is
up, they try to switch my meds. I get
the letter/e-mail indicating that there are other generics that could work as
well and if I don’t get a special note from my doctor, they’re going to switch
me. I’ve got a “if it ain’t broke”
mentality about meds, so, every 3 refills, I get my doc to write another script
and letter as to why I need name brand.
Fine? Fine. My issue is that, instead of working from health-related
science in order to change my script, they’re looking at their bottom
line. It’s cheaper for them, so let’s
short our patient of what they need/works for them. The problem is that there’s practically no
financial difference for me. So, why
should I switch? And so the game goes
on.
This time around, Medco sent a letter indicating that my
refill was being processed followed by an e-mail saying that I couldn’t get a
refill now because it was too soon since the last one. Uh, hello?
You, Medco, sent me the last one.
It’s time for more meds, you incoherent bastards. Can’t you imbecilic idiots count to 30? That was a 20 minute conversation with their
customer service, a number I’ve called too many times. Effing computer. Effing Medco.
Fail #2 – I got a letter in the mail regarding my physical
therapy. (You didn’t know I broke my
leg? Fall down go boom, yadda yadda
yadda, PT for weeks, pain killers, etc.)
I’ll paraphrase:
“Mr. August, based on the PT reevaluation information
provided to us by the therapist, your reported pain and range of motion tests
indicate that you don’t need PT any more.
Good day. I SAID GOOD DAY!.”
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
OK, so the decision to end my therapy was based, not off of physical
ability or level of healing, but on reported pain…which is an arbitrary fucking
number between 1 and 10 without any unit of measure associated with it…and my
range of motion…which I was nearly 100% 2 weeks after surgery. Never you mind that the muscles were so
atrophied that it looked like I was peg-legged in a pair of shorts. In fact, the same reevaluation indicated that
I had between 50% and 75% strength in the bad leg, and had a marginal level of
ability to do simple things like jog, jump, etc. compared with the good
leg. MEASUREABLE STATISTICS NEED NOT
APPLY. Again, if the insurance company
doesn’t want to pay then you need to beat feet and get going because you’re not
going to get the medical treatment you deserve.
Don’t let the door hit you on your crippled ass on the way out.
I guess it’s just amazing that we allow this to continue to
happen. I’m willing to bet that for
every person like myself that needs treatment, 20 are perfectly healthy and are
just paying into a system that they’ll never fully take advantage of…leaving
the insurance companies fat and logy. To
be fair, I did have an opportunity to appeal, but then I’d need to solicit not only
my PT, but also the orthopaedist to send letters on my behalf. And, by the time I had gotten the letter of
denial, I had been out of PT for 2 weeks already because the insurance co. put
them on notice that payments were going to stop after a certain number of
sessions. They just didn’t get around to
telling me until 3 weeks later…through snail mail. Welcome to 1956.
No matter what you think of Obama-Care, it’s there. And, in my opinion, it was like a 3-legged
horse right out of the gate. I know that
it works…but it works like all the other insurance companies. In my limited opinion, we as a people really,
missed an opportunity for true healthcare reform. Your health was never meant to be a money
making venture. It shouldn’t be. I understand that every time someone is
covered, that provider is taking a risk that the money going into the system
will not equal what needs to come out when a tragedy happens or medical
treatment is absolutely necessary. So,
how do they buffer that? By taking on
thousands of patients in hopes that everyone doesn’t get the flu at the same
time. That should be it. Instead, the companies are constantly looking
at ways to cut corners, offer less to their subscribers, and profit on your
obligation to carry insurance in the first place. What’s worse is that there are plenty of
other nations out there that have figured it out, and instead of embracing
something that will reduce costs for EVERYONE, we call them socialists or
communists and point fingers and say “that won’t work here” without any
substantial logic backing up the claim. That’s
an ignorant “freedom fries” mentality. Instead,
we should be taking notes and start employing strategies that are good for
people, not corporations, which would make things cheaper and more comfortable
to everybody. I don’t know what that is,
but I know that we’re a smart enough country to figure it out…that is, if
everyone can take a break from eating freedom fries.
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