Frustrations with the healthcare system

Trigger warning eating disorder and I don’t know what else
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So, I spoke to my care coordinator, Courtney, at the insurance company, and she said that as long as the state isn’t forcing them to pay for anything, they’re not going to. She said residential treatment will not be covered no matter what we do. She said I was going to have to find intensive outpatient or partial hospitalization program options. I told her that the closest one was two hours away, and she said, “well we provide transportation. “ I told her that that was not the point, but partial hospitalization was not clinically recommended by anyone on my team. I said to her, “do things have to get really bad before insurance will do anything? Or are they just going to let me die? I know my providers won’t allow that to happen, but still, I still wonder this. Why does the insurance have to govern the treatment we get when they are not even the professionals on my team? It doesn’t make sense. I don’t want to have to get down to 89 or even 85 pounds and have to do this continuous loop From inpatient directly back to outpatient, skipping three levels of care, but I really don’t see that we have a choice. As long as money hungry people are in charge of making the decisions about what they will cover for my healthcare, then I feel powerless. This is beyond my insurance company at this point. It is at the state level. I don’t understand why the laws in Illinois aren’t protecting us from this cruelty and depravity. It doesn’t make sense! Not only that, but my physical health problems are being blamed on my mental health. Eating disorders don’t cause hypermobile joints or scoliosis or any of the other symptoms of idiots that I have which doctors refuse to diagnose because insurance again won’t cover genetic testing. Insurance won’t cover my prosthetics to be replaced which I’ve had for 10 years. I don’t understand what I have to do to get the healthcare I deserve as a US citizen. I feel like I’m fighting for everything I’m asking for. I fought to have us recognized as a system. We have been fighting insurance for over two years at this point. Can’t even go to the doctor for a physical health issue without them saying that I need to get the Mental Health treated first before they can help with the other stuff. I probably sound like I’m complaining too much. I should be grateful that I’m alive.
Ray

Hi from Brianna

Trigger warning: anorexia and trauma

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Hi its Brianna. i am one in the system who struggles with anorexia. i hate food. i hate gaining weight. i don’t want to be bigger. eating brings back memories for me. i went without food for a few days and weeks at a time when we were younger. when the body was 15, i was the one who dealt with food. i got in trouble for going to events and eating “to much” for my grandparents’ approval. we were at church, which is another trigger for some of us, and if we ate a brownie that was to big, we got beat when we got home. so, yeah, food is not in a good mindset for me. 

Oh, and did i mention treatment centers that encourage restriction? Yeah, when we were at Linden Oaks, we were told that we couldn’t have a brownie because it went over by two exchanges for our meal plan, instead of one. I don’t understand why treatment centers who want people with anorexia to eat more are encouraging people to restrict. that annoys me to no end!! Rant over. Thanks for reading.

Brianna

just my thoughts

hi everyone,

My name is Chasity. i’m 15. I don’t know why i’m stuck out, but here i am. so i thought i’d say a little about me. i love pop music. i love the color hot pink, and i love to sing. What do you all like to do?

Chasity

Ciella in therapy

Hi everyone,

It’s Ciella.

So Friday in therapy, Lily was talking to me on Zoom, a video conferencing platform, and she saw our shirt, and she thought it said allergic to Mommys, but it said allergic to mornings. I pointed this out to her, and she said, “well, guess I have bad eyesight,” and I said, “not as bad as mine.” We laughed for like 5 minutes straight. It was hilarious. We love her so much!

Just thought you could use a laugh for the day. 😊