I have been saying this for some time. Welcome to the real world of Obamacare.
When my mother was diagnosed with carcinoid cancer in 2005, when she was 49, it came as a lightning shock. Her mother, at 76, had yet to go gray, and her mother’s mother, at 95, was still playing bingo in her nursing home. My mother had always been, despite her diminutive frame, a titanic and irrepressible force of vitality and love. She had given birth to me and my nine younger siblings, and juggled kids, home and my father’s medical practice with humor and grace for three decades. She swam three times a week in the early mornings, ate healthily and never smoked.
And now, cancer? Anyone who’s been there knows that a cancer diagnosis is terrifying. A lot goes through your mind and heart: the deep pang of possible loss (what would my father and all of us do without her?), and the anguish and anger at what feels like injustice (after decades of mothering and managing dad’s practice, she was just then going back to school).
We, as a family, were scared and angry, but from the beginning we knew we would do all we could to fight this disease. We became involved with fundraising for research, through the Caring for Carcinoid Foundation in Boston; we blogged; we did triathlons (my mother’s idea) and cherished our time together as never before.
Carcinoid, a form of neuroendocrine cancer, is a terminal disease but generally responds well to treatment by Sandostatin, a drug that slows tumor growth and reduces (but does not eliminate) the symptoms of fatigue, nausea and gastrointestinal dysfunction. My mother received a painful shot twice a month and often couldn’t sit comfortably for days afterward.
As with most cancers, one thing led to another. There have been several more surgeries, metastases, bone deterioration, a terrible bout of thyroiditis (an inflammation of the thyroid gland), and much more. But my mother has kept fighting, determined to make the most of life, no matter what it brings. She has an indomitable will and is by far the toughest person I’ve ever met. But she wouldn’t still be here without that semimonthly Sandostatin shot that slows the onslaught of her disease.
And then in November, along with millions of other Americans, she lost her health insurance. She’d had a Blue Cross/Blue Shield plan for nearly 20 years. It was expensive, but given that it covered her very expensive treatment, it was a terrific plan. It gave her access to any specialist or surgeon, and to the Sandostatin and other medications that were keeping her alive.
And then, because our lawmakers and president thought they could do better, she had nothing. Her old plan, now considered illegal under the new health law, had been canceled.
The rest of this sad tale is at WSJ
Well, you know, health care is expensive. And so we have to control those costs. And the expensive medicines are just too darned expensive. So the expensive medicines will have to be paid for out of the deep pockets of the rich. Those who are not rich will simply have to do without those medicines.
This is progressive, don’t you see. We make progress by doing the greatest good to the greatest number. And those with diseases which require expensive medication are not very numerous, and don’t have very many votes. “Why would we want to do that?” was the question of Sen Reid.
The priorities are clear. What is important is a permanent Democratic majority. Nothing else matters. Then the wealth can be spread around, with the elites having almost all the wealth, and every one else left with nothing. By the way, this is the same two-tiered system of ancient Egypt. Really progressive.
How else can you justify an excess of $20 million per year for the vacations of the First Family? That wealth has really been spread around.
But when voting is limited to the low-information voters and the ballot box stuffers, progressive politics is what you get.
Some folk are going to die, but they would die anyway, eventually. They don’t matter.
Pretty sick, when you think about it.
No doubt, if these hapless souls would replace their insurance payments with DNC campaign contributions, not only would they receive exemptions from all the loathsome side effects of a poorly considered and badly managed law, but God would have merciful forgiveness for those who support the Good team.
Tragic. Yet another example of the evil of leftism.
If the actual goal of obamacare was to provide health insurance to the alleged 30-45 million who didn’t have it, why was it necessary to screw up insurance for people who were already covered?
This, by itself, proves obamacare was never about healthcare, but about taking control.of healthcare to increase leftist control over the lives of the non-elite.
Health Care Nazi: “No medicine for you!!!”
Does this classify as the death panels or retroactive abortion?