I’m going to start this by reminding you that I’m a sportscaster — not a political beat writer. I have my passions and politics are not one of them. That means I have a very (and I mean very) limited understanding of the Affordable Health Care Act which was upheld by the U.S. Supreme Court. All I do know is that it helps my family.
My nine-year-old nephew Cole is a severe hemophiliac. That means his blood doesn’t clot correctly. He has to infuse himself (literally stick himself with a needle) with a blood clotting agent three times a week to live a “normal” life. Hemophilia is defined in medical terms as a ”pre-existing condition.” That means my nephew had no chance of ever getting health insurance or life insurance. No one wanted to touch him. It isn’t his fault — he was born this way. It isn’t my sister’s fault either. She didn’t knowingly spread hemophilia, because it doesn’t run in our family. A mutated gene is to blame, and that’s Mother Nature’s fault.
The way I understand it now, Cole can now get health care. That means my sister’s burden of paying the high costs for his treatment (up to $150,000 a year) can finally be eased. It also means that my nephew can gets the coverage he deserves, which hopefully results in long, healthy life for one of my favorite people on the planet (you’d fall in love with him too if you had the chance to meet him).
My nephew and my sister, who eventually became the president of the Bleeding Disorder Foundation of Washington, are the face of Affordable Health Care in Seattle today. They’re on the front page (print and online) of The Seattle Times, sharing their story with thousands of people.
I understand there are arguments on both sides of the Affordable Health Care Act, and I understand I’m opening a can of worms I don’t care to debate. All I know is the Supreme Court’s ruling benefits my family and that’s more than enough for me.