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Access to Healthcare

I don't pretend to be an expert on the current healthcare debate, nor have I had the time to follow it as closely as some.  I have read a few articles, listened to a few speeches, and engaged in a few conversations, usually with people who are no greater experts than I am.  I understand that critics think the healthcare reform law will cost to much, while supporters say that if it's not passed we will end up spending more.  I have cringed at the shouting at town meetings by people who react emotionally rather than rationally to the issues, and who would be well advised to listen rather than speak.

But for me, putting aside the details and complexities that the policy makers and Congress have to grapple with, it comes down to this.  I had my annual physical yesterday.  It went well, with no surprises. I left with the peace of mind of knowing that there is a primary care physician I am able to see every year, or more often if necessary, who has ready access to my medical history (most of which he has recorded), and who can refer me if necessary to medical specialists throughout his organization.  I can do this because I have health insurance. My family has access to, and uses, the same level of care, also because we have insurance.  This care is vitally important to us.  It could mean the difference between life and death, or between a healthy life and a life marked by illness.  There is nothing more important than good health, yet we often take this easy access to healthcare for granted.  As I paused yesterday to reflect on it, I realized what a tremendous privilege it is.  Given its critical, life-or-death importance, shouldn't it be available to everyone, regardless of ability to pay?  In my own humble opinion, the question answers itself.

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