Last night...

My husband Gary had emergency neck surgery. I myself am filled with mixed emotions for many reasons.

First, he had been neglecting his health (diabetic-cancer survivor) for close to three years, as the group health insurance which covered my family became totally unaffordable (cobra) after my business partner (who controlled our insurance) unexpectedly & abruptly abandoned our business, creating a domino effect of trust and security loss. Gary's been uninsurable since, due to his existing conditions.

Secondly, he kept his grapefruit-sized abscess a secret from us for the past week, feigning a headache, believing it would go away by itself. He hid his abscess due to fear of surgery, fear of more recovery and fear of being scolded for not taking care of his health. He was especially afraid to go to the doctor, as he didn't want to incur a huge medical bill, which we cannot afford. I know he was scared, but things just don't go away by themselves.

Thirdly, Cedars, knowing full well that we were uninsured, performed the surgery there. I was at work when he went in; I thought for sure they would have sent him to County General. I don't even want to know how much that bill is going to be!

I am relieved that he is alive, but so angry at him for his actions. I am optimistic that his family will lend their support. I am hopeful that in the future the Democrats will get some sort of national medical program put into action (that's about as political as I get.)

I'm going to work now to escape for a few hours!