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Friday, August 21, 2009

Shoe Prints



Ah, perspective.

Such a big word. A powerful word. A word that’s become increasingly meaningful to me.

I suspect that as each one of us grows older (and hopefully wiser), we gain a greater understanding of what it means to put things into perspective and find silver linings. I wonder, though, if Ellie has intensified that process of growth for me.

If you’re a faithful blog-reader of mine, then you’re already well aware of my LACK of perspective on the bad days. It’s the first thing to disappear into the gloomy clouds of sadness and selfishness.

Yet, on the good days (which usually outnumber the bad, thank goodness), it’s the little things that tweak my perspective and cause me to find new blessings.

Like shoes.

Dirty shoes.

When Richard and I were first married, I was constantly harping on him to take his shoes off in the entrance. I quickly realized that taking off your shoes when entering a house is not a southern thing to do. Even after a rain storm. Up here in the north, though, leaving your shoes on inside someone’s house is a sign of disrespect. Nine months out of the year, you’d be tracking dirty snow and salt into the house, so as not to upset the residents (read: spouse), taking your shoes off at the door is usually a good idea.

You know who WASN’T scolded for leaving her shoes on inside the house yesterday?

My sweet Ellie.

Rather, I smiled with thankfulness as my baby girl tracked in the mud. Dirt on her shoes and dirt on all four of her walker’s wheels. GLORIOUS.

When I sold a bunch of too-small Ellie-shoes at my garage sale a few months ago, a couple of bargain hunters commented on how clean each pair was. I remember my heart sinking, knowing that the shoes of three-year-olds are SUPPOSED to be grimy, not shiny.

Well, sorry to tell ya, future shoppers, but it looks like any little girl shoes sold at subsequent garage sales won’t be white and shiny! YAY!


(By the way, Richard, you STILL need to remove YOUR shoes…)

Friday, August 14, 2009

Born To Shop

Until a blog-reader commented on the new video of Ellie at the grocery store yesterday, I hadn't realized Richie-Rich "you-tubed" it. We're doing really well with that whole "communication" thing, huh? :-)

At any rate, here she is, my precious walker-walking girl. She looks to be at the end of her stamina rope in this video, as her steps are a little weary and she's pleading with daddy to put her in the cart. I think she'd already walked through the produce section a few times, so she's probably going on a good 20 minutes of walking by this point. It gives you a pretty decent idea of where's she's at though, sweet girl!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

The Doctor Is In

Now, y’all know that I’m an ardent supporter of President Obama. One of the reasons why I joined his camp long before he was elected was because of his platform. In particular, his belief that healthcare in the United States desperately needed reform. True to his word, the healthcare wheels are a-movin’ in Washington and it’s causing a stir. A BIG stir.

I am thankful that Americans are thinking about their healthcare system. So many of my dear friends have taken medical treatment for granted, and this new dialogue is making a lot of them think about the importance of health care. Before 2005, I didn’t give health care much thought either. But then everything changed.

You know the story. You know how much money we dished out during Ellie’s first year of life. You know that one of the major considerations regarding our move up to Canada was access to universal healthcare.

Now, though, it seems like almost every American is considering their health care and what it means to them. That’s good.

What’s not good, however, is some of the comments I’ve had to filter, as more of my American friends and acquaintances are examining their healthcare options.

I have no problem with people who disagree with Obama’s healthcare reform plan….as long as they agree that SOME CHANGE is needed, and the discord is based on FACT, not heresy or rumors. You’re nervous about “big government”? Fine. You’re concerned about the federal budget? Understandable.

BUT, during the last few months, as healthcare reform discourse has heated up, I have heard many statements that, in my opinion, are NOT acceptable:

It’s not like people without insurance can’t receive care in the United States. If you go to an ER, the staff is obligated to treat you.

It’s true that every person seeking care in a US hospital Emergency Room is required treatment. If you’re unable to pay for this care, you may go bankrupt, but you won’t be made to bleed to death on the ER floor. I get that.

What really irritates me about this comment, however, is how it’s assumed that “emergent” care is the only kind that matters. What happens if you’re diagnosed with cancer? What will they do for you in the ER? The Emergency Room physician will not administer chemotherapy.

Or, what happens if your daughter has cerebral palsy and the only chance she has at walking, even with a walker, is through intensive physical therapy? There are no Emergency Room Physical Therapists. This comment infuriates me because it completely disregards the Ellie’s out there. The Ellie’s whose parents may not be able to afford (good) insurance. EVERY child deserves the chance at walking (physical therapy) or talking (speech therapy) or using utensils while eating (occupational therapy).

People should be encouraged to WORK for their insurance coverage. I’m sick of covering the butts of lazy people!

Oh my word. For true? The first time I heard someone express this so-called “logic”, I almost puked in my mouth.

I have always thought it a ludicrous practice to tie health insurance to employment. Something as important as healthcare should not be affected by your employment status. I know many hard-working people who have, at some point in their working lives, been laid off from a job. Bum luck. The last thing these job-seekers need to be worrying about is their ability to receive medical treatment. I also know many incredibly hard-working people whose employers don’t offer benefits. The car-repair shop owner, who’s constantly putting in 14-hour days, works MUCH harder than I do. Yet, because he’s a small business owner, making $27,000 a year, he can’t afford insurance. I’m sure the people who are “sick of covering his lazy butt” also want their car fixed at the cheapest possible price.

It’s a ridiculous and SELFISH notion.

MY premiums better not go up because I have to pay for other (read: lazy) people’s insurance.

See previous paragraphs.

I think what saddens me the most about both of these statements is the selfishness behind them. I truly feel it’s our responsibility to take care of our own. And by “own”, I mean fellow human beings. The un or under-insured are just as fearfully and wonderfully made as I am. They are just as deserving of healthcare. They are equally entitled to restful nights, free from the worry of how they’re going to pay for their daughter’s spine surgery. As much as I’d like to keep every cent of my paycheck, I am happy to put some of it back into the healthcare pot. To me, it’s just the right thing to do.

Taking care of the sick is the responsibility of the Church, not the government.

Agreed! In a perfect world, we would all be sacrificing our time, talents and money to ensure that every American was as healthy as possible. The Church would provide physical therapy and chemo to those in need. For free.

But we don’t live in a perfect world. And there are people in need of medical treatment RIGHT NOW. Medical treatment that the Church is not providing. Insurance premiums that the Church is not paying. Hospitals that the Church is not running. Although I try not mix politics and religion, when it comes to healthcare, it’s almost impossible not to. I believe in a God who created every person in His image. As such, I believe those people should be given the best chance at life. Right now, the Church is not providing that. If the government can, at the very least, forge a pathway to these provisions, then I am all for it.

If you really believe that health care is the Church’s responsibility, then your church should be paying a lot of insurance premiums. I suspect its membership should be exploding then too!

If I have private insurance, I better be able to skip to the front of the line and receive treatment before those with government-insurance.

No joke, my ears have honestly heard these words muttered. Blogger needs a rolling-eyes emoticon. (Insert here.)

I am not supporting a bill that endorses abortion and euthanasia.

The Obama-backed healthcare bill DOES NOT support or encourage euthanasia.

“In truth, that section of the bill would require Medicare to pay for voluntary counseling sessions helping seniors to plan for end-of-life medical care, including designating a health care proxy, choosing a hospice and making decisions about life-sustaining treatment. It would not require doctors to counsel that their patients refuse medical intervention.”

(Read the entire article here: http://www.factcheck.org/2009/07/false-euthanasia-claims/ or http://voices.washingtonpost.com/ezra-klein/2009/08/is_the_government_going_to_eut.html )

The public-option insurance, as proposed in the Obama-backed healthcare bill, DOES NOT cover abortions.

“In fact, none of the health care overhaul measures that have made it through the committee level in Congress say that abortion will be covered, and one of them explicitly says that no public funds will be used to finance the procedure. Furthermore, none of the bills call explicitly for cuts in Medicare coverage, much less rationing, under a public plan.”

(Read the entire article here: http://www.factcheck.org/2009/07/surgery-for-seniors-vs-abortions/ or http://energycommerce.house.gov/Press_111/20090730/hr3200_capps_1.pdf )

Again, I’m not advocating “acceptance at any cost” of the proposed healthcare reform plan. HOWEVER, I am promoting the conversation be based on FACT. These claims are false and it rips my gord to think that people believe these scare tactics.

I don’t want a Canadian-style healthcare system!

Or, sometimes people get really bold and actually use the “s” word: SOCIALIZED MEDICINE! Ack!

I’m not going to debate the merits (or DEmerits) of the Canadian system because it’s a moot point. No one is proposing a like system. Canadians utilize a one-payer system. Every Canadian has the same health insurance: “the government plan”. Every taxpayer contributes into it. Everyone receives the same benefits (though healthcare in Canada is under provincial legislation, so each province’s plan is unique). There is no private insurance option (for major medical). THIS IS NOT THE SYSTEM PROPOSED BY THE OBAMA ADMINISTRATION!

The healthcare reform advocated by this administration is universal in that everyone will have access to insurance coverage. Not the SAME coverage. Not the SAME premium. Not even the same benefits.

http://www.factcheck.org/2009/04/government-run-health-care/

I don’t want the government making healthcare decisions for me!

I don’t get this one. And I’ve heard it a few times.

Even in a one-payer system like in Canada, I don’t feel that the government makes my healthcare decisions. Richard and I choose our doctors and we most certainly choose Ellie’s doctors. If there’s a lack of choice, it’s primarily because of population sparsity (ie: we live in the sticks).

Even those Americans who are currently insured through Medicare or Medicaid get to choose their doctors.

The one legitimate argument I’ve heard, closely along these lines, is the fear that employers will no longer fit the bill for private insurance and eventually everyone will either pay exorbitant premiums for private insurance or be forced to sign up for the “public option”. I personally doubt this will happen, but I understand the argument. That’s still a far cry from the government making actual medical treatment decisions for you or yours.


After all is said and done and every point is argued, for me, it still comes down to one word: PEOPLE. The value of every human life. The responsibility we have to take care of each other. The belief that every person should have the opportunity to live or walk or see or speak or…. The current US healthcare system is broken and selective. The value of life and independence should not be linked to a bank account or employment status. EVERY person deserves health insurance because they are a human being. Period. Not because you’re very poor. Not because your employer provides a plan. Not because you’re very rich. Not because you’re a public servant. Simply because you’re a human being.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Wow.

A dream came true. That's what happened to me yesterday.

I remember when I was young and stupid, dreaming about sitting in church with my boyfriend. I'm not sure why that was such a big deal to me. Perhaps because I always felt little pangs of jealousy when I saw church-friends holding hands with their significant others. I would dream about the day that *my* boyfriend would put his arm around my shoulder while we pretended to listen to the sermon. And, when Richie and I walked into my home church, hand-in-hand, that cold December morning in 1999, I remember my heart smiling as I realized that it was a little dream come true. It was a good day.

Fast forward a few years and I began imagining a different dream. I fantasized about the day when my sweet Ellie would walk into church with her little walker. I would imagine how precious she'd be, as she'd make her way up the aisle to a chorus of cheers and tears.

Yesterday, that dream came true.

I can't even describe the bubbling of my heart. Ellie was even more precious than in my dreams. It was almost unbelievable to see the reaction from people who had been praying for her since the day she was born. We were prayed for during our NICU stay, we were prayed for as we sat in the neurologist's office, receiving the CP diagnosis, and we've been prayed for as Ellie works SO HARD in therapy. And, yesterday, my sweet baby girl walked into church.

It was a million times better than walking to the mailbox.

Of course, I want more. I want her to walk into church with canes. I want her navigate stairs. I want, I want, I want... But, today, I'm just gonna savor the dream come true. I'm going to rejoice in what Ellie's accomplished and be satisfied. I'm going to shower my miracle baby with praises and remind her that she is AWESOME.

It's a good day.


Wednesday, August 5, 2009

And Then It Was August...

Oh goodness. I have verbal diarrhea in my head, but no time to translate it onto cyber paper. I really, really want to blog about American health care reform. I really, really want to blog about the letter I'm about to write to our federal representative, Vic "Slimeball" Toews. I really, really want to blog about how amazing Ellie was during our little family trip last week, zipping all over the hotel with her walker.

But, alas, I'm out of steam today. Hopefully the weekend will bring some down time and my fingers will feel like typing up a storm.

Until then, I'll leave you with some pics from our visit to the good ole Mennonite Museum last month, when Richie's parents came to visit. Fun times!


Ellie sitting on what she thought was "Thomas the Tank Engine". A Mennonite with a British accent? Sweet!


Lovin' the windmill...