Health Care.

I haven’t been paying much attention to the news since the results of the election were announced early in November. I really have no interest in watching people like Susan Collins “be concerned” about the cars of circus clowns Trump is undoubtedly using to populate his cabinet (junk drawer). Avoiding the news has been one step in maintaining my mental health. I feel I’m the better for it.

I just recently learned of the death of the UnitedHealthCare CEO. Apparently someone at McDonalds in Altoona, Pa. spotted the suspect and reported him to the authorities. I only learned of this when someone in our family shared a tweet stating that Burger King doesn’t snitch.

Violence is never the answer, but I totally get why folks would start going after CEOs of the insurance companies. It’s a horrible, horrible industry. My mother is wading through all sorts of insurance woes with her health care, my husband is ramping up for some health care coverage changes, and of course, I just went through the litany of “open enrollment”, where you get a very short time to make changes to your health plan for the entire upcoming year. The premiums go up, the co-pays go up, and apparently I’m suppose to be happy that I now have a deductible that’s only in the low thousands per year, and this is using (and paying lots of money for) the absolute best insurance plan offered by my employer.

Unfortunately, Americans sealed their fate when they favored Trump in November and it’s just going to get worse. I really don’t understand why people that paying insurance like your bladder is a car bumper is the way to go. I really don’t understand why your physical and mental well being is dependent on how much of your life you give to working for someone else. And I really don’t get why American society is OK with tolerating loopholes where the insurance company, not the doctor, gets to decide how much anesthesia you’re going to get when you’re getting parts removed or rearranged in an operating room.

I mentioned this to my mother during her visit and I’ve said it before on this blog, I am very grateful to be on the last half of my life. I never thought I’d see society unravel like it seems to be here in “the greatest country on earth”, but hey, God apparently blesses America.