Health Insurance - what a joke!

Since C went corporate we've had to deal with all the corporate bs that goes along with being a company man. First that stupid health screening and now we begin to understand the real "benefits" of this type of insurance. You see you don't have a say in what you want - oh sure you can ask for a treatment but that doesn't mean you get it - oh no! Take C, his ankles have been playing up really badly but the physio told him about this ultrasonic treatment which would blast away all the scar tissue that's built up and by doing the exercises he's been doing retrain his ankles back to normal. No cutting required - guess what the health insurance company, lets call them "sicktick" (think opposite for the first syllable and similar for the second, you can work it out) labelled the treatment "investigational" and vetoed it.

And now we come to me. Since last year when that female nazi at the health center told me I have to have a mammogram (Mum told me she didn't start having them until she was fifty and there's no history of the big C in our family) Now the two male docs I've had did a yearly exam and I self-examine and they never mentioned the M word - not once. I haven't been back and when I do go back she's not treating me. I'd heard about this digital thermal imaging - they're using it all over Europe now and I told that woman doctor about it along with my objections and concerns - which she steamrollered right over - she said she'd never heard of it. Just recently a couple of my friends over here have been diagnosed with Cancer and they're younger than me so it got me thinking I should get tested. Only one place around here does the thermal imaging test and that's Huntsman and they don't have a pricelist for their services so C phoned sicktick this morning and guess what they labelled this test. Let me give you a clue it starts with "i" and ends with 'gational"

So lets recap for peace of mind I have to be stressed (cos the whole thing really scares me) irradiated, have my boobs squished to a pulp oh and then stressed again while I wait for the results to come back. Or maybe I should just not go - gosh that's a good idea I'm feeling better already.

Bottom line - if you want to come and live here bring plenty of dosh because you're going to need it. Health Insurance is a sick joke and the only people who benefit from it are the company themselves and their investors.