Today I wrote a two thousand word letter to the governor of our state!

Writing anything of that length, two thousand words or there about is rather much for most people to read at one sitting especially in an email, but I write like I talk. Both could probably be considered over the top, but when my number one son called today he said that the governor probably won’t read it when I told him what I did…well who knows. Maybe someone in his office will.

The letter consisted of mainly how disappointed I was in the insurance for all concepts for our state that is NOT TRUE that I found out about once again yesterday.
Venting in writing is healthy, right?
I was honest and thoughtful and by no means mean.

What I tried to express was that I am at a loss for what to do with my medical issues without being able to get health insurance due to being pre-existing, and my medical issues not going away without medical intervention. And that we were too rich for most all programs, and too poor to pay off the expenses my surgeries would be with us, at this time, still paying off my hospital stay from April.
I think I was reasonable and rational in my clear concise explanations.

Over the last few years people have made wild suggestions of divorcing Hubby that making me a single poor woman with no income.
Or moving out of the country to a more health concerned country.

It just makes me ill to think that I can go blind in America because I cannot afford the surgery to have my cataracts fixed! While if in a third world country I would be eligible for free surgery from those boat doctors stopping onshore!
And that I will also remain lame and dependent on alternate means to get around because I haven’t enough monies to pay for joint replacement surgeries in my hips and shoulders!
This is America friends, and that is all I am saying, does this sound fair to you?
I know I can save up and or pay it off, but we are not working, husband is on disability, and I don’t drive so our small income is not about to change anytime soon, you know that and so do I.

Depressing is the word that comes to mind, and quality of life issues is what is all really about, but as I have said before I want to live the alternative is not something I want to think about, although it would be an easy way out of my misery!
I know you say that I am not fatally ill. Well I am in pain and my quality of life is miserable. But unless you have a fatal disease no one seems to understand that!

I will stop for tonight since I find myself being considerably repetitious today.

Good night to all and to all count your blessings and I will too!