Oh really- are you sure?

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Posted the video because I love the song.
My sentiments for tonight are about a topic I try not to dwell on.
But today I was smacked with some truth.
Since Andy was inthe Army and recently retired we were able to continue on the health insurance that comes with it.
Our 18 months is up in another month. Andys insurance through his work is very expensive, 1200 a month for the family.
My work does not offer insurance for its part time employees.
We talked last night about searching for a plan for the family independently. Blue cross blue shield, aetna, something commercial for all of us and maybe it would be cheaper.
I worked on it today and in the process found a search engine to quote some prices. I entered my cell phone number and info about the family and the gentleman was kind enough to return my call this evening.
I had some time so he agreed to take some information and "find" a plan that would be great for all of us.
Great I said.
He asked the kids ages, my husbands age, my own, and a few bits of nothing stuff then asked if any of us had preexisting conditions.
huh?
Ummm..well.
I did have a condition but it is better, now.
He said what condition?
I said- Heart disease..?
Oh he said. hhmmm
Im sorry to hear that.
I said its ok I am better now. I had surgery and Im doing fine.
really, oh good. what kind of surgery.
Bypass- yeah a double. 2005.
I am sorry to tell you this.
yes.
Mrs. Tuzinski we can offer your husband and children an excellent plan and coverage, but I am sorry to say.
You are not in a conditon to be covered by insurance.
Hmm?
Im sorry we dont have a plan that would fit your needs.
Fit my needs.?
Is this you telling me I am "Uninsurable"?
Yes, I am terribly sorry.
(THIS IS THE BEST PART)
Mrs. Tuzinski, I dont even know where to guide you from this point.
oh ok. bye.
So the truth is I am not well, I am high risk, scary person.
the scar that is healing and getting lighter and lighter every day is still there and still reminding me that I am basically FUC^ED.
Long story short I called my husband, who told me not to cry.
Dont worry everything will be ok.
He hung up .
I cried.
He called back.
He found a plan through his work that will cover me and the family since It is a group plan. expensive, yes.
My tears just wouldnt stop, I didnt want to cry about this. Andy fixed it for me, as he does so well.
I think this is the first time I ever felt that I was "Not healthy"
I asked the gentleman if he was sure, I wasn't insurable, he said yes, I am sure.
Heart disease at thirty nine, bypass, high cholesterol, .
My Andy fixed it, he found a way around the roadblock.
He will fix anything as long as I dont cry.
I love him.
He reminded me that he promised in front of my Father "through good times and bad, sickness and health" he would be my partner.
He has done that-everyday.
I am his greatest fan. I will not bail on him.
I love him more now than the day we were married.
I just wish I didnt COST SO MUCH!!!!
Love to all.

BTW- keep healthy-I need all of you.

Comments

nmlove said…
You keep healthy too - we need you just as much mamacita.
2:33 PM
Unknown said…
And we (and by we, I mean I) need you as well. You've been such a guiding influence throughout my time at Allied. You stay strong. Stay positive. Stay healthy. You've got a great guy there. Lean on him; he's strong and I'll bet he won't mind at all.
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