Healthcare Is a Privilege. It Should Be An Inalienable Right.

I grew up privileged – white, yes – but also without ever considering what life would look like if my mother’s job did not provide her and her family with healthcare.

When I had walking pneumonia in fifth grade and was in bed for three weeks, I never considered what it would mean if my mother had to choose what to do or where to seek help if we didn’t have insurance.

When I was on birth control pills in high school, the drug co-pays were predictable. I didn’t fear my medication would suddenly become cost-prohibitive.

When I broke my nose, I never once considered that some people couldn’t go to the emergency room because they didn’t have insurance.

When I was in college I tore my ACL and later broke my hand playing college soccer. My bills were covered. I didn’t know other students didn’t have the healthcare I accessed.

I believed healthcare was something everyone had. If someone got sick or injured, s/he went to the doctor, paid the copay, then went to the pharmacy, paid the copay, etc etc.

I was ignorantly privileged.

I learned my college boyfriend didn’t have health insurance. It was the first time I had ever heard such a thing. “What do you MEAN you don’t have health insurance? Everyone has health insurance!” I was shocked and bewildered. I was angry at him! I tried to convince him to get health insurance. Even though he said it was his choice, I know now that if healthcare were right he wouldn’t have had to choose not to have it.

When I graduated from college I learned not all jobs provide insurance. I began to wonder how people without it accessed healthcare and considered myself lucky to find a job that provided it. I had insurance, but it was just a cushion in case I broke my nose again, or to get my annual pap smear. And because I assumed it would always be there I didn’t use my healthcare as I should have. I didn’t have a primary care physician. My health records were all over the place; every checkup happened in a different office with a different doctor. I ran marathons, I ate healthfully, and I hardly ever got sick.

When I got burned out from my job, I made the risky decision to quit and be a professional mover. I chose to have a job that would require me to be as healthy as possible, work long hours, and lift heavy objects daily. I loved that job. But I didn’t have health insurance. I willingly gave it up – because I didn’t need it.

And I was fine. For six months.

A week after moving across the country in 2011, I landed in the emergency room. When I was discharged I couldn’t pay; I didn’t have a job yet. For a ten minute ambulance ride I faced a $3,000 bill. It was my first time experiencing a system that works for those who can pay and is harsh towards those who can’t. I learned about “charity” pay for qualifying patients. I began stressing about the health insurance I didn’t have. Finding a job was important, but none of them came with health benefits. So I tried my best to stay healthy but feared I would become sick or get injured and need care again – that I couldn’t afford.

I didn’t stay healthy.

In 2013 I discovered I had inherited a severe inflammatory disease that primarily affects the spine – Ankylosing Spondylitis.  I didn’t have health insurance; I couldn’t afford it working 15-20 hours a week. This was nearly a year before the Affordable Care Act (ACA) was implemented. Pre-existing conditions could still disqualify people from insurance plans or require patients to purchase more expensive plans, so I couldn’t get a diagnosis on paper until after I had secured insurance. I couldn’t afford health insurance but I needed an official diagnosis to begin treatment to manage my degenerative disease.

Three years later I’m still fighting for the care and insurance I need.

The ACA has made health insurance affordable for many people, but having insurance does not guarantee ready access to quality healthcare for so many who need it most. People living with severe chronic diseases (often too poor to qualify for subsidized plans on exchange marketplaces) need consistent, quality care and treatment, yet public-funded programs severely limit access to preferred providers and needed treatments.

In California, I no longer qualify for subsidized insurance through our state health insurance exchange, Covered California, because I make under $15,000 per year. I have one choice: Medi-Cal (Medicaid). Medi-Cal dictates where I am allowed to seek treatment and what treatments I’m allowed to choose on a far harsher scale than regular health insurance companies. I am permitted to choose an insurance plan outside of Covered California, but I would have to pay the full premium out of pocket – effectively a punishment for not accepting Medicaid.  While the ACA helped when I was first diagnosed by allowing me to obtain insurance without being dinged for having a pre-existing condition, my current situation is such that I no longer have the option to shop on the marketplace for the healthcare that best fits my needs and budget.

Healthcare is a privilege, but it shouldn’t be.

I am reminded daily that I occupy one of the least valued seats in society. I am seen as lazy. I’m told by strangers it’s my fault I’m sick and that I haven’t tried enough treatments and home remedies to cure myself (there is no cure for Ankylosing Spondylitis).

And there’s the stigma – of being sick, but also of accepting government handouts or welfare, whichever label you prefer. Those of us who truly need public assistance would prefer we were not on it. Medicaid isn’t what I want. I want my privileged healthcare options back.

By not providing accessible care and quality options, publicly-funded programs like Medicaid and Medicare are stewards of health-based discrimination, but it is largely due to a lack of funding that has caused these programs to be the way they are. Hereditary (and many chronic) diseases are not something we should be punished for having. We were born this way.

Healthcare is a privilege. It should be an inalienable right.

I’m still waiting for universal healthcare.

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2 thoughts on “Healthcare Is a Privilege. It Should Be An Inalienable Right.”

  1. Charis, I just found your article in Arthritis Today and I followed your blog from that moment. I am a 29 year old female who is diagnosed with AS. I fought for 11 years to get a doctor to believe me that I had it. My mom and her dad both have it and I was showing early signs of lumbar fusion thru L5-S1 and very limited range of motion in my neck. I finally found a rheumatologist to actually listen to me and diagnosed me, 11 years later. He prescribed me Humira. I looked into this medicine because I heart this medicine was super expensive and me making 11/he couldn’t afford it. Humira does offer assisted pay which is nice. This past May I got a total shoulder replacement due to the AS. I am writing this to say, I know that not having insurance really does suck. It especially sucks when you have a debilitating disease like AS. I am stuck at my job because I know that not a lot of companies hire at the jump with insurance and the AHA still has high premiums that it’s hard to afford. If I were to leave the company I work for, for them to COBRA me in would be 900 a month and that’s almost what I bring home a month. I hope you find something soon and get on the path of healing and remission. I wish you nothing but the best. If you’d like, you can reach out to me and we can talk more!


    1. Thank you for sharing your current situation, Sarah. It is heartbreaking the strain we are often forced to put our bodies through just to get by – such as working just to have health insurance, when work may be doing additional harm! Those of us who can and are willing must keep educating those who don’t understand so we can push a better future for those who come next. Hugs! Please keep me updated.


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