And I thought MY insurance company was incompetent and malicious.

[naamah_darling]

Rape is a "pre-existing condition." Enjoy maybe getting AIDS.Sometimes I want to resign from the human race just for the pleasure of saying "I have nothing in common with you shitfuckers. I hope you die in agony. Alone. Except for those 3d6 priapic wild pigs

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[denelian]

it's like the worst of slut-shaming crossed with the worst of "fiscal responsibility" in "health insurance"

i say true: insurance people *don't* take the Hippocratic Oath. they have *zero* obligation, in their eyes, to anyone except stockholders.

i have PTSD. i have PTSD partially because i raped as a child. as a child, with my father in the Air Force. as a child, with my father in the Air Force, on base.
the Air Force declined to prosecute, and then (after my parents were split up and my mother remarried, and my step-father started in on me) CHAMPUS refused to *pay* for any treatment at all. because "PTSD is something that soldiers and sailors develope from living in hellish conditions. children cannot suffer Hell". CANNOT, they say.

and since then until i started at OSU again when i was 30, i have not had a single bit of "health insurance" that would cover treatment. i was *denied* treatment for OTHER things, like fibromalgia, because apparantly child abuse and abuse-created PTSD are pre-existing conditions that can cause fibromalgia.

if it weren't for the fact that Ohio, specifically, had (almost a decade ago, it's been torn apart now) a fairly-easy-to-use Mental Health program, i would have killed myself. literally.

and the damned PTSD is *still* giving me insurance fits - every month, OSU's insurance tries to claim that my pain management doctor is treating the PTSD because he gives me Halcion to make me sleep because chronic pain fucks with sleep. EVERY. MONTH. i have to call them and fight with them. they say "well, normally sedatives are given to help a patient deal with mental health issues" and i say "well, in this case they are to help me deal with chronic pain issues" and they say "oh, you have fibromalgia, probably because you are depressed and claim to have PTSD" and i *DON'T* say "CLAIM?!" i take a huge breath and i say "NO THE CAUSALITY OF THAT IS BACKWARDS. i am depressed because I AM IN CHRONIC PAIN. and if you don't fix this i WILL get a lawyer". and i am *this* close to doing it, too, because i am godsdamned sick of having this same fight every single month. and because they pre-approved the latest surgery, and *THEN* denied payment AFTER the surgery, because in their opinion, surgery to remove things that are dead and don't work anymore isn't "medically necessary". but six square inches of the lining of my hip had been torn to shreds and had NO bloodflow and were dead flesh causing pain. it was fix that or give me a total hip replacement. i don't *want* a replacement, i am only 32. bastards.

erm. rant provided courtesy of CHAPMUS and BC/BS, who *started* this "PTSD doesn't exist in children" merry-go-round when i was SIX.

[naamah_darling]

Man, that is a carnival of what the fuckery. Holy shit, I am sorry you have to deal with that cockamamie bullshit.

The whole children can't know hell thing is a pile of steaming horse shit. What the fuck were they even THINKING?!

[denelian]

i *think* they were thinking "this is 1983; do we really want to lose control of the ONE illness the VA *will* pay for?"
i could be wrong. that's how i interpret how i remember it today. and i have run into that since -
you have PTSD - where you in the military? oh, then it's NOT PTSD". sigh

sigh.

sorry for ranting. you just... you are a *safe* place to me, doppelganger :) and so it was a safe place that was discussing this particular thing that i can't even MENTION in other places, so...yeah.

[dearest_janna]

Oh, joy. Sounds like the same fuckers who wanted to deny me my depression medication because they couldn't get their kick-back off it. My psych just told them that she COULD switch me to one of their medications, but they'd be liable if I went batshit and killed myself or somebody.

Yeah, thanks, Aetna. Finally leaving you fuckwits!

And, my mother thinks I'm nuts for wanting to go into counseling for a career. 'Cause kids are so well-adjusted and happy, doncherknow.

[naamah_darling]

Aetna were HORRIBLE while we were with them.

[denelian]

i have never been cursed with Aetna. but i have a friend who worked for Aetna for almost 5 years. his job was to take the calls of people who had been routinely denied, and then "find" the "reason" they had been denied coverage. like the little girl who wasn't allowed to get a chicken-pox vaccine, because her 17 year old brother had had chicken pox at age 5, so she (at 4) must have been exposed already (no, seriously, this is what he did. her brother had had chicken pox 8 or 9 years before she was born! but she "had to have been exposed" and so Aetna didn't need to pay for her to get the vaccine. WTF?!)

counseling is a good deed, and we need more. it might break your heart, but you will know you are doing something good. is that crazy? does it matter? sometimes i think Moms just don't *want* to see reality - every mother i know says that, for instance, abuse is the exception, not the rule. if only... good luck, i send Good Thoughts to you!

[dearest_janna]

Hence, why I'm so glad we're getting Blue Cross/Blue Shield again. I really don't have the imagination required to properly express my disgust with Aetna, mostly because I wouldn't want to do disservice to anyone else who might fall into the category of filth-guzzling shit-sniffers who like to fuck over people so they can perch on their pile of ill-gained mammon.

I do know what you mean about some moms not wanting to see reality. I can personally say that denying the existence of a problem doesn't, in fact, make it go away, and causes more problems, and refusing to see another way causes hella problems.

Psych is really interesting to me, so long as I don't get into research or clinical heavy stuff; then, I'm bored witless and grouchy. Give me somebody needing a listening ear or a warm presence, and I'm there.