Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Isn't it ironic, doncha think?

My stepson's got Asperger's syndrome, ADHD, CP, and some other mishmashed letters of the alphabet. We got him tested again recently, and insurance covered it. The shrink recommended a certain type of therapy. We took him to the evaluation for it. Insurance covered it. He fully fit the criteria to receive the therapy.

But insurance won't cover it.

Why? It's a mental health issue, and they don't cover mental health. They knew he had an Autism Spectrum Disorder before they paid thousands in testing. But they won't cover the therapy because he's on the autism spectrum.

And what kind of insurance offers this crack-pot coverage? Viva, provided by my husband's place of work. And where does he work? A center for the physically & mentally handicapped.

Yeah. The place that provides mental health therapy doesn't cover mental health therapy for its employees.

I'm feelin' the love. You feelin' it? It's a big ole love fest goin on here.

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