Met My Quota

It is the late afternoon and earlier today I went to pick up my monthly prescriptions from my pharmacist. Well, to my surprise one of my medications that has actually helped me is no longer available under my insurance. Neither the pharmacy nor my cardiologist office could give me a definitive answer as to why. So being the disabled/retired systems analyst that I am, I looked it up myself.

According to my insurance providers website as of 06/01/2025 my required medication has a quantity limit. So I can only assume that I’ve met my quantity quota. It's funny how my mind works, at first I was mad at my government funded health insurance for cutting off my needed medication. But then I started to think that I knew this time would eventually come. Than looking at the documentation printed out in black and white, I kinda smiled to myself knowing those without are treated with less, while those with plenty are treated let kings.

As an analyst I was trained to find the flaws within a system. I was taught to weed out the waste and to create more efficiency and therefore more profit. By many on my team I was called the “boy scout” because I was prepared for anything. But one of the things I wasn’t prepared for was the total lack of humanity I found; in a world totally ready to “cut off its own nose despite it’s face”.

It’s sad that it the name of efficiency and profit, we are willing to loose the very thing that used to make us unique…our compassion. So as I sit here typing this. In the back of my mind, I’m already making plans and looking for alternatives. Because that’s what I do. I may not be a perfect optimized specimen, but I was good in my time. Too bad so many of us that are made to feel important. Are now considered piles of trash by those we worship.