The last 3 weeks have been good. Lots of weekly blood work, lots of YouTube videos. I watched an amazing series on Netflix, Poldark. Highly recommend. I got into watching an oldie but goodie, Babish videos. I also love watching Matt’s Offroad Recovery and Laura Farms. Great channels to pass the time. I’ve been doing my normal workflow. Orders, processing, etc.
I started my 5th or 6th round of chemo tonight. I can’t remember. I’m trying something a bit different with my meds. The zofran is 3x a day as needed. I filled my pillbox with lunch and dinner dosages, skipping the zofran at breakfast. Trying to help my constipation from it. We will see how it goes.
Big decision time. I received a notice in the mail that my health insurance is ready to renew. Great, I log in and see my premium went from $587/month to $840/month. I self-pay as my work doesn’t offer any assistance. My payroll company doesn’t either. I can’t join a group plan; this is nothing new. It’s always been like this. Now how is this affordable? When the ACA was first passed, I was paying around $150/month. This is hardly affordable now. Here’s the awful decision I was forced to make. I can’t afford to have health insurance. I can’t afford to not have it. What to do? We already scrimp and save as much as possible. I have to choose between a car and insurance. I can’t afford both. Since I’m not driving anymore, the decision was easy. Let the Jeep go. I wanted to cry all week having this looming over my head. I’ve only driven once in the past 7-8 months since diagnosis. It’s not safe for me to drive. I feel like I’m DUI when I’m just walking. It would not be safe for me to put others at risk either. We will make it work. Have you had to make a decision of this magnitude? It stinks; it’s BS. I love that truck. I love living more though. I’d rather be here. I can’t live without treatment. I can live without a car. Other insurance plans may be cheaper, but by $50 or so. Will my treatment center accept different insurance? I’m sure they will. The savings of switching companies aren’t enough for me to risk. Currently, my treatments are covered and all my prescriptions are covered. I’d rather stay with a higher premium, I suppose, than have worry over my head. Ugh, this sucks. Cancer freaking sucks. The insurance game is a joke. But here we are, surviving and managing. Am I thriving? I don’t know, but I’m surviving; that’s all I can ask for right now.
I told my wife, “You better kiss me before I start my chemo meds.” I stole some kisses from my kitties today as well.
So that’s the update, shitty but here we are.
Thanks for stopping by!
~Bruce
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