If insurance companies are people in the same way the Supreme Court says that corporations are people, then they are pirates. Not Robin Hoods of the Sea sort of pirates who take from the rich and give to the poor. No, we are talking about the kind of pirate that latches on to the people too powerless to resist their boarding actions and wrings every last penny out of their rudely squeezed and and drained souls. That kind of pirate.
The reason for the rant is not something I can fully discuss here. I am in need of a mental health professional for a member of my family. Of course, if you have read this blog, you probably have already assumed I am talking about me. Having been a middle school English teacher the suspicion that I have let all the doves out of the loft is a pretty safe assumption. Still, one would assume that a retired teacher with health insurance should be able to get whatever professional help he needs. Not according to the company reps who are happy to take my monthly premium. Previous Psychiatrist, Dr. Good, was one of the best in the city. He understood the problem better than any other doctor we encountered, including the emergency room doctor and the behavioral hospital doctor. But our lovely education-friendly State of Texas has to cut back spending on education. Teachers make too much money and have too many expensive benefits. And besides, tests clearly show that we are not doing our jobs right. (This part is true and not merely sarcasm… of course, the tests get harder every year to prove we are doing worse by lower scores). So, Statewide we have gone to cheaper health insurance. Dr. Good doesn’t deal with the cheap-o company. You can’t blame him. They don’t pay actual money for health care because that cuts too far into profits. So, no more Dr. Good. And we haven’t yet found a doctor to replace him. Worse yet, we have been working with a therapist who is more patient and kind than we probably deserve. He has been billing us only the co-pay and negotiating with cheap-o for the rest of his fee. The previous insurance gladly paid for his services as he helped prevent needless trips to the hospital and helped us accomplish minor miracles. Cheap-o told him that even though he’s listed in-network, he isn’t really in-network and they don’t intend to pay him for the last four months. Damn. I hate pirates. They don’t treat you like a people…. more like a milk cow or something.
So, with extensive stressors in my life, and poor health getting worse, a little depression to boot… it’s gonna be all right. God and the devil will work something out. Since I’m still alive, I can safely say, life is good.