April Thames Tells Us Why She Is Voting OBAMA/BIDEN 2012
This is a long story, I guess, but for me and mine… it’s important.
My husband works on airplanes, running wires and installing various electrical things. In 2008, realizing that the economy was tanking and layoffs were on the way, we picked up stakes and moved from Delaware to Nebraska for a job offer that looked solid. They told us they’d never done layoffs, and never would. 9 months later, in March of 2009, my husband, along with 350 other workers, was laid off.
I managed to pick up the slack by working with special needs individuals, going to school part-time, and working at a gas station late nights to make up for the huge loss in salary we took. After a fall and a damaging blow to my head from a “client”, I began having seizures regularly. Nebraska doesn’t offer Medicaid to adults without children, so I couldn’t get medical care. I also began experiencing severe pain and vomiting, and finally went to stand in line at the free clinic at the homeless shelter. I passed out while in line and an ambulance took me to the ER. I couldn’t pay the bill, either for the ride or the care. However, the clinic kept me above water for a time, health wise. By this time, I had gone from working as a special needs caregiver to a maid… I couldn’t be responsible and care for special needs while I was having almost weekly seizures. I could hurt myself, or worse, them.
Finally, in early 2011, I’d had enough. My husband hadn’t been able to find a job since his layoff in 2009, and I needed care. We sold everything we owned, packed the rest in our ancient minivan, and moved back to Delaware. Thanks to Delaware offering Medicaid to adults with low incomes, I was able to have insurance and see a doctor for those things I’d been dealing with in Nebraska. In July of 2011 I was diagnosed with temporal lobe epilepsy, as well as autism. In Oct, I was diagnosed with uterine cancer. I had to have immediate surgery. My husband began working again, but 2 days after Thanksgiving, had a heart attack on the job. He was laid off the next day. They called him while he was in the hospital to tell him not to bother coming back. We lost our home in March of this year. Two months ago, I was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma.
All that sounds terrible, but we never gave up hope. My husband was able to find work in Pennsylvania last month, and we are currently living in a hotel room, waiting to put together enough money for a place to live. I no longer qualify for Medicaid since he’s working, but I can get insurance on my own, thanks to President Obama. Without the AFA, I’d never get coverage again with my pre-existing conditions, and neither would my husband.
4 years ago, everything was heading into a death spiral for us, and it’s only recently begun to get better. The tumors have slowed their growth, my husband is healthy again and working at a fairly stable job making decent money and soon we’ll have a home and health insurance. This is not a sob story. This is an overcoming the odds story. According to people like Romney, I’m just looking for a handout… I say, let him walk a mile in my shoes and see if he could manage as well with the miniscule resources we’ve had. Human spirit and dignity aren’t only to be found in the rich. President Obama, you have always had my vote, in 2008 and now. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
April Thames | GOP Stopper |
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