Friday, August 27, 2010


It is quite something to look into the face of discrimination and realize that it is pointed squarely at your daughter, your love, your one and only little girl who lights up your life.

We are investigating what it would involve to take on our own health insurance in case their are changes in the future.

What we found out thus far is pitiful and shameful. Our current carrier would insure us all - minus Quinn - at a huge price. But because of changes in the law, we are lucky that in a few weeks they will begrudgedly insure our daughter at an even higher rate. Oh that is reform. AND all this is even before they know the details about her previous bill for a medication for $120,000 for the treatment of infantile spasms, so can we anticipate that the price would increase even more. It isn't much better with the other companies we looked at - and you want to bet when they see the medical concerns she has had, the price will only go up.

And I personally don't understand this health care reform because I have been to busy dealing with possible closure of my main job, Down syndrome, seizures, stereotypic movement disorder, and now a looming evaluation for pervasive developmental disorder. Plus a million and one other things.

Neal posed this question, "Well what did these insurance companies think would happen to Quinn when she became an adult, didn't they think she should be insured?" I responded, "Don't you know the answer is no. They think she should have inadequate health care because they expect she will die at an early age." It is nice to know people have such optimism for your child - the sarcasm is dripping from my finger tips.


1 comment:

  1. Hello. I have the same problem. Except i'm black.