Suddenly, rationing of health care has become real to Americans
because of the COVID-19 epidemic. I want
to cry. I also feel the urge to laugh,
hysterically.
Rationing has always been real to some Americans. It’s the American way:
For the uninsured part-time worker who puts off going to the
doctor because the sign in reception says, “fee is payable at the time of visit.”
For the full-time worker with or without insurance who
cannot take time off for fear of losing their low-wage job.
For the Medicaid or Medicare beneficiary who cannot find a
provider in their community who will accept public insurance.
For the single parent who sets aside their own health needs and
instead puts every resource, however meager, into keeping their children
healthy.
For the underinsured with high co-pays and/or deductibles
who must choose between health care and rent or food.
For the folks living in the rural areas chronically underserved
by the health care system.
For the impoverished who lack transportation to doctor
appointments.
For those living so distant from a health care facility that
seeking care, even in an emergency, is impractical or impossible.
For those navigating poverty who accepted illness without
medical intervention before and bravely hope that their family member will be
lucky again this time.
For anyone who is uninsured and therefore faces the highest
prices, because it takes insurance to benefit from negotiated discounts.
For someone simply denied access to care because they lack proof
of insurance or ability to pay.
I could go on … and on.
Rationing, which has always been real to some Americans, is
now becoming real to all Americans, even privileged Americans. Privilege includes those who have never
experienced rationing American-style, but also those who have never understood
that others experience it. Every day, every
year.
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