I couldn't do it without you.
I wouldn't be celebrating health without your coverage and comprehensive care.
You were with me for the natural births of both my daughters.
You were with us for our first visits to the emergency room, a burst ear drum and a second degree burn.
You were there for me again when our federally funded subsidized private insurance ended.
You've caused me grief and cumulative hours on telephone hold and piles of paperwork and terrible frustration losing it, but you were there for me for my girls.
And even when you let me go, you were still there for my daughters.
Yet most importantly, you gave me the option to choose intensive, comprehensive therapeutic medical care for my daughter when I needed it most. You gave me a path to restore my daughter's health without fighting for it or making it more difficult than it already was.
And OHP, I can honestly say I don't think I could have done it without you. If I had had to reconsider, grovel or beg for support to have access to the diagnostic lab work, day treatment, counseling and support group therapies that we needed to support our medical diagnosis, I would have. But at $750/day for eight solid weeks and four more months of ongoing appointments, I doubt anyone else could have supported us as easily as you could. When grocery bills doubled and flared and work was often a struggle or impossible, you gave me the stability to streamline my challenges and let the system care for the health of my child. You are the system that works, the system that makes it possible for working citizens to pursue medical care for their children without worry for the costs of consultations, co-pays, deductibles and endless billing.
You are a big part of the reason my daughter got a clean bill of health this week.
With your presence, I successfully confronted a mounting range of intermittent symptoms of disorder, symptoms that defied patterns and intensified at alarming intervals. Symptoms like social isolation, hair loss, appetite confusion, constant coldness, relentless athletic drive, food elimination, exhaustion and inability to reason. Symptoms that together careened toward hospitalization after more months than I can accurately count.
You provided access to the medical care team that confronted these symptoms with me.
You continue to provide access to the practitioners who will bridge that engagement with disorder and keep us in remission.
Thank you.
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