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NYTimes Op-Ed: Romney’s Sick Joke

A reader asked me to post this, a New York Times Op-Ed by Paul Krugman, titled “Romney’s Sick Joke”

Author Paul Krugman says:

“No. 1,” declared Mitt Romney in Wednesday’s debate, “pre-existing conditions are covered under my plan.” No, they aren’t – as Mr. Romney’s own advisers have conceded in the past, and did again after the debate.

Mr. Krugman continues: What Mr. Romney actually proposes is that Americans with pre-existing conditions who already have health coverage be allowed to keep that coverage even if they lose their job – as long as they keep paying the premiums. As it happens, this is already the law of the land. But it’s not what anyone in real life means by having a health plan that covers pre-existing conditions, because it applies only to those who manage to land a job with health insurance in the first place (and are able to maintain their payments despite losing that job). Did I mention that the number of jobs that come with health insurance has been steadily declining over the past decade?

What Mr. Romney did in the debate, in other words, was, at best, to play a word game with voters, pretending to offer something substantive for the uninsured while actually offering nothing. For all practical purposes, he simply lied about what his policy proposals would do.

How many Americans would be left out in the cold under Mr. Romney’s plan? One answer is 89 million.


(The photo is not from the Op-Ed piece, but from a photo library – And it really matches how I feel about this issue. I apologize that I don’t know who to credit it to.)

Superhero Shout-Out: Health Insurance

Today’s Superhero Shout-Out goes on to health insurance. When I moved home to my parents, after my second mental ward hospitalization, and was finishing my college degree remotely, and transitioned from one job two another, etc etc, there were nights every single week – for years – where I could not fall asleep because the thought of what would happen if I lost my health insurance absolutely terrified me. I could be denied care for bipolar disorder if I lost insurance and the new company denied me for a pre-existing.

This may not sound exciting in a presidential debate. But it’s scary as hell. It is Hell. Without health insurance, I couldn’t participate and contribute to society. I can do it now because I have double physical, mental, and dental insurance.

What I don’t understand is how the politicians – local, state-wide, and national – have not been affected by illness. There’s mental illness, like mine. There are many others. Mental illness does not discriminate for economic status, education level, or race. Do people in government not know anyone with a mental illness? Because, truly, that’s not possible.

So what happens on the floor? What happens to compassion, empathy, the knowledge that people like me are in charge of medical reimbursements as my main chore?

#obama: Step it up. Go ahead and attack. If you want to help people with illnesses, talk about it specifically. Not just the elderly, not just children. Talk about cancer, learning disabilities, addiction, emergencies, ER visits that costs thousands of dollars and most are oddly just written off, for no reason I can understand. #obama, fight. If politicians are agreeing on limiting health insurance, they’re denying someone that they know who has an illness. That’s not honorable or helpful.

People shouldn’t cry themselves asleep because of fears of losing health insurance, after a day of checking off lists to monitor their illnesses.

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Put On A Happy Face

Hey there. Was anyone else with an illness – or not – told to put on a good face, and save the unwell for home?

I was, not unkindly, and I think it was – is – one of the reasons I do so well. But, man, there have been times when it was annoying.

How about you? Were you told to “buck up” or “not let others see weakness, it only gives them something to use against you”? Others with illnesses have shared advice they’ve received. If you didn’t hear it, do you wish you had? When?

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Superhero Shout-Out: My Family

Today’s Superhero Shout-Out goes to my extended family.

This is not a generic thank you. There will be some specifics in other Superhero Shout-Outs, but right now it’s important for me to thank the whole group.

My mom always says that family is the most important thing, that we will always be there for each other. It was true when I was a child, and continued when I was in college. They were there for me when I grew up, and supportive when I was diagnosed with depression, then bipolar.

And when I was in the hospital the first time, I was so scared that my brother and sister would be freaked out & have less attention, and I also I feared that wouldn’t be allowed to hang out with my younger cousins. But everyone was super-supportive. If they had to think about it first, I never knew.

This weekend one of my cousins got married, and I was so happy for her and her husband – they’re wonderful. I was also really thankful to have been part of her life for all of her life. I was never cut out. In fact, I was invited over, especially included. I have great relationships with my parents, my brother and sister. My aunts and uncles on both sides didn’t pull away, nor did my cousins. I’ve always loved all of them, and they love me, bipolar swings and all.

So – Congratulations, cousin! I’ve loved watching you grow up, and loved attending your wedding with our families. I can’t wait to see what happens in the future, for all of us.

I appreciate that I have a huge family in my Team. Thank you! I love you all.

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Love Love Love This Fashion

A fabulous style icon. After spending so many years trying to fit in, or fly under the radar in black, this is an awesome, tempting alternative:
http://rookiemag.com/2012/09/byc-iris-apfel/

I Care… & I Voted In Today’s Primary

I care, so I voted.

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How Do You Organize The Day?

What do you do to organize the day ahead? Write a list by hand? Type something in a computer program? Draw pictures? Remember it all outright?

I draw pictures. And all of the others above, except the remembering outright.

This is a recent packing list.

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Brave = Color

I have worn an almost all-black wardrobe for about 18 years now.

Time for a change. I’m experiencing some neurological issues, separate from the usual bipolar stuff. I’m frustrated, wary, and a little sad.

Since there is little I can do about the neurological issues right now – except have tests, start a new medication, wait, start physical therapy sessions, wait, and add a new medication – I’ve got to depend on my Survival Kit like I do during my bipolar episodes. Thing is, I don’t really know what to do to feel better with this set of medical issues.

So, I’m making it up as I go. Totally inventing stuff, even if it is just a panacea. I’ll wear color. I’ll wear cobalt and turquoise fuchsia and kelly green. With black, yes. I’m going to make an impression. Fake it ’til I make it. Sometimes I can fake myself, and sometimes that is success.

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