Mobe's days

The day's disdain shall never refrain from the pain that the rain will wash away. But tomorrows sorrow shall give cause to claim that today's was just yesterday's gain





This is a free thought process to which I intend to entertain and insiniuate debate and humor into what I consider a banal universe. I implore you to leave comment or critique and also to question my purposes if you so desire. It is my intent to invoke creative thought and even a new perspective, though I do not expect all to want the invasion of their minds for the duration of my soapbox. I will censor nothing, but cannot promise that it won't be at a higher desk. Enjoy!~mobe

Friday, February 25, 2011

The Latest in Disdaindom

the gods must be crazy to allow me such unlimited access to the other race as it were. I am not one for taking advantage but it is so hard to resist doing so. Every single day there is another reason to loathe and digress on the state of human affairs. So I will take advantage of my soapbox here and give you kiddies a look at what our government is doing to protect you and yours.

Insurance companies are nothing more than the pillaging of your hard earned money for bogus bullshit protection that doesn't amount to diddly. Reminds me of the mafia in the old days when they would "make you pay for protection" but the protection payment itself is tantamount to crippling your ability to function either way! They benefit and have never suffered a LOSS ever in the history of the world, in my own opinion of course, but continue to whine and lament at not having GAINED as MUCH as they would like! My insurance company, through my estranged husband, has pulled most of the cord out of the socket on my ability to get rational help and therapy, which we all know full and well that I need. I used to go to the doctor's office once a week. Sure we'd miss an appointment here and there when needed for family emergencies or scheduling conflicts of the doctor's and mine. But I was allowed 52 visits a year to which the "company" allocated on a periodical basis rather than a lump sum. Basically the doc would call in and request more approval for visits via telephone and it was allowed and approved. Then do it again in another several weeks or so. Only now they tell my therapist that I am only allowed 20 in a calendar year now due to budget cuts. And I am not allowed anymore "unless medically necessary" to which means they harass the doctor with a tree's worth of paperwork that they don't have the time to fill out. She has to show how "crazy" I am and without me being institutionalized it is difficult. So, if I need more help I am to sign myself into an institution and cost the taxpayers more money because they are "AFRAID" they may not make as much profit as last year! PROFIT!!! I am in the hole about as far a fat rabbit can get and owe more to Peter and Paul and Walmart than is feasible to make. I am on a fixed income and "it" is getting screwed left and right. My co-payments and medicine and labs and scans cost well over 30% of my viable income with my car taking up another 30% leaving me just 40% of $1800 to live on and buy groceries and pay bills for me and my 15yr old kid! I make TOO MUCH to get assistance as they don't consider my medical needs their problem or use them for determination UNLESS I am ALREADY on public assistance. I am not eligible for housing despite the high school telling me and my kid, in front of other students and their parents in order to humiliate me into hating myself, we are "HOMELESS" making her feel like shit and me feel worse because we lost our home and moved in with my brother and his family. What is it going to take before I am allowed Section 8 housing and food stamps and medical?? I am never going to be able to go to work as I cannot stand on two broken legs or be under lights or out in the sun. I have so many medical problems which is no wonder I am major depressive (not manic but just plain outright PISSED THE FUCK OFF!) These "PROFITS" they are worried about amassing probably can feed every single poor citizen and pay for every fucking transplant needed for the poor. This is sickening and I wish I was able to give some ideas to these 5 house, 4 car, 3 vacation taking assholes who think they don't have enough! It is so fucking discouraging....and that insurance company... I cannot divulge their name without their permission other than to say it rhymes with POOP loss & POOPIE FIELD!!~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.

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