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My family has committed a terrible sin. We got sick in America.
In the richest, most prosperous nation in the history of the word, my family is facing financial ruin because we committed the unpardonable crime of getting sick.
My heart attack and triple bypass surgery cost me more than 10 months of work, thus 10 months of income. A paltry weekly disability check from California SDI was just enough to to keep things barely above board until I went back to work.
But since then, more health problems popped up--emergency dental work for me, which the insurance company says didn't meet their criteria for reimbursement, so out comes the checkbook for $2,300.
Some of my treatment means out-of-town treatment, meaning travel expense and lost time and income from work. Even more medical problems seem to pop up every month and let's not forget the 13 pills I take every day to stay alive. Some of the meds are covered by insurance, some not and there's always the mystery of co-pays and deductibles.
And both of us, meaning me and my sweet Patty, face spiraling drug costs. It never ends.
We have tens of thousands of dollars in medical bills and the mailman brings more bills most every day. It never ends.
What if I was not good at saving? Always have been, since "Bank Book Day" at Parkview Elementary School in Taft, California, in 1961. The school opened a bank account for us, every Tuesday my parents would give me a dollar, sometimes my grandparents would give me a dollar or two. A dollar went a lot farther in 1961!
I've exhausted my savings, drained my retirement accounts, borrowed a pile of cash and ran up the credit cards, all for one reason: medical bills. We're close to losing our house. Because we got sick in rich America.
The bills are such that they will probably outlive me. Seriously!
Thus our appeal here. Can you help us not with lifestyle debt but with doctor, hospital and drug costs that have already wiped use out?
D-Day is in the news and my family was there on that day or soon after. My dad went into Normandy on June 22, 1944, getting bombed and shot at until May 1945.
So how did the country treat my family when my mother came down with multiple sclerosis in the mid-1980s? Two insurance companies refused to pay up so my parents were wiped out from medical debt. Unreal!
But now my family has joined the growing rank of sinners: we got sick in the richest, most prosperous nation in the history of the world. A country that has spent more than $6 TRILLION on two stupid wars in Afghanistan and Iraq.
But there's no money to help Americans who have serious medical problems that wipe you out.
If you can help in any way, it will be used only for medical bills and things like food and medicine.
Thank you for listening and God Bless.
In the richest, most prosperous nation in the history of the word, my family is facing financial ruin because we committed the unpardonable crime of getting sick.
My heart attack and triple bypass surgery cost me more than 10 months of work, thus 10 months of income. A paltry weekly disability check from California SDI was just enough to to keep things barely above board until I went back to work.
But since then, more health problems popped up--emergency dental work for me, which the insurance company says didn't meet their criteria for reimbursement, so out comes the checkbook for $2,300.
Some of my treatment means out-of-town treatment, meaning travel expense and lost time and income from work. Even more medical problems seem to pop up every month and let's not forget the 13 pills I take every day to stay alive. Some of the meds are covered by insurance, some not and there's always the mystery of co-pays and deductibles.
And both of us, meaning me and my sweet Patty, face spiraling drug costs. It never ends.
We have tens of thousands of dollars in medical bills and the mailman brings more bills most every day. It never ends.
What if I was not good at saving? Always have been, since "Bank Book Day" at Parkview Elementary School in Taft, California, in 1961. The school opened a bank account for us, every Tuesday my parents would give me a dollar, sometimes my grandparents would give me a dollar or two. A dollar went a lot farther in 1961!
I've exhausted my savings, drained my retirement accounts, borrowed a pile of cash and ran up the credit cards, all for one reason: medical bills. We're close to losing our house. Because we got sick in rich America.
The bills are such that they will probably outlive me. Seriously!
Thus our appeal here. Can you help us not with lifestyle debt but with doctor, hospital and drug costs that have already wiped use out?
D-Day is in the news and my family was there on that day or soon after. My dad went into Normandy on June 22, 1944, getting bombed and shot at until May 1945.
So how did the country treat my family when my mother came down with multiple sclerosis in the mid-1980s? Two insurance companies refused to pay up so my parents were wiped out from medical debt. Unreal!
But now my family has joined the growing rank of sinners: we got sick in the richest, most prosperous nation in the history of the world. A country that has spent more than $6 TRILLION on two stupid wars in Afghanistan and Iraq.
But there's no money to help Americans who have serious medical problems that wipe you out.
If you can help in any way, it will be used only for medical bills and things like food and medicine.
Thank you for listening and God Bless.