I've said before that I'm thankful for the technology and skill that were combined to help give my neck a new lease on life. But there's another unsung hero in all of this: my medical insurance.
I don't want to get into the tangled mess of politics/economics regarding medical insurance on my blog, but I do want to say that the question of "how much will insurance pay?" has weighed heavily on me. With or without insurance, I think everyone has wondered the same or similar when it comes to medical issues -- "how will I pay for this?"
Even though I received a letter stating that my surgery would be covered, I've been sitting and waiting for the bills and insurance claims to roll in.
Part of me wondered if they were going to cover 100% or if I'd still be on the hook for some of it. I tried to clear all the debt off my credit card as well as build up my savings. My dad even said he'd help me if it came to that.
I braced myself for the fallout.
A fallout that never happened...
I did the math for you -- my surgery cost $49,286.25 -- 100% of which has been paid by my insurance. So while I'm not the $6B Woman, I'm sporting around some costly hardware.
What a huge relief.... right?
Well, it's also a huge responsibility: I've been given this very expensive second chance, and it's up to me to take care of my neck as well as my overall health and wellness. You know, to not squander this gift.
Just thinking about this made me feel guilty about all the years I squandered a relatively healthy body. Do you ever go through that? Once I turned 18, nothing and no one was preventing me from leading a healthy life except for myself. Yet, it took many years for me to figure this out as well as to come up with plan. It took even longer to act on it.
I try not to entertain futile thoughts, such as "if only I had figured this out sooner..." or "if only I had acted on this sooner..." but every now and then they sneak their way in to my brain only to be answered with an impassioned "Do it now! Make it count now." (Every now and then a little brain cell knows exactly what to tell the rest of me.)
And that's all we can really ask of ourselves -- to learn the lesson and to evolve.
[EDIT: just received a new claim -- new total is $52,295.25]
I'm 37 and have been overweight or obese since I was 8 years old. This is my journey to change not only my body but my relationship with it. And who knows, I might even meet some people on their own journeys along the way. To contact me privately, email me at FatGirlvsWorld@gmail.com