Last week at the conference I attended, many people asked me where Mike was, especially since he had gone with me the last two years.
Mike didn’t get to go to New York City because…he got a new job. He is working as a copywriter for a bank. He’s back doing a similar job to the one he had before the horror of last April derailed our life. It feels like, at least in some small way, that we have put a few of the broken pieces back in place.
One of the best parts of this is that Mike has insurance, and we now have (basically) affordable insurance because we are now part of a large company plan. While this is good for us, it really shines a light on the trouble with insurance as it currently is in America. Even though we were making enough money to live as freelance workers, the insurance we could get was so expensive we couldn’t continue working that way. In the couple months we had the outrageous plan that we were paying $1,400 a month for, we also had insane co-pays. My therapy cost $150 a session, so I had to cut back on my appointments. My prescriptions were full price. Annie’s six month vaccines? I don’t want to talk about it.
Luckily, we don’t have to worry about that at the moment, but it is sad that a family with pre-existing conditions has one option – to get on a company plan. There is no other way around it.
It’s hard for me mentally not having Mike around, but I’m glad that he is working in a job he likes. He is an awesome copywriter, and I know he is doing a great job. We’re so proud of him!