I grew up in Italy, so this whole thing about needing “Medical Insurance” is still a bit baffling to me, even though I’ve lived here 2/3 of my life. The more I learn about Health Care in Italy the more I like it. I can’t help but compare what Insurance Companies put me through, forcing me to declare bankruptcy twice over medical bills they refused to pay, with similar circumstances from friends and family in the old continent. My cousin’sRead More →

I never once thought much, if at all, about insurance co-pays until Nicky was born. I went to the Doctor rarely, and a $20 here and a $20 there never broke my bank account. Then Nicky was born. Leaving aside the cost of bandages which the insurance refused to pay for (an ungodly amount which drove us into bankruptcy within a year), I remember clearly as if it was yesterday the day that the Doctor gave me referrals for the PhysicalRead More →

Two years ago it became clear that Nicky’s power chair was on its last leg. The chair was 6 years old and it was literally falling apart. Not only that, Nicky was 9 when he got it, and he was now 15, he barely fit into the thing anymore. The Physical Therapy dept at CHLA started writing referrals to the Insurance company to get a new chair. Nothing happened. Several letters later, several appointments for measurements later, several phone callsRead More →