I am strugglinh somewhat with the work place line. I have been relatively (knock on wood) safe so far, as safe as one can be without insurance to speak of, enough to cover things...but this is slipping away. I saw Michael Moore's movie "Sicko," and I have fantasized about moving to a country where I do not have the same concerns as I do here regarding health insurance. I almost think it might be a good idea to have a sit-down with the younguns who are headed out the door to college to the world with its emphasis on health insurance as a luxury.
Most of my job issues have been where I expressed my needs very poorly (in a faint voice, with a quivering smile, and a 'Please, sir mightn't I...')...only to realize later, much later, oh, yeah...I did have the right to step down the demands or check my blood sugar...only my pride wouldn't let me move in the direction that my blood sugar and/or diabetes appointments insisted I move. My job now is one where I commute (last semester) four days a week. I had to call in one time due to low BG risks because of having had to pump insulin to break through a high BG that would NOT go down. So I called in. I am frankly terrified to call in at all, and I probably should for some events, but I have few protections living in an at will state.
I thank the powers that be that I do not live in a state with institutionalized anti-type 1 discrimination of one type: requiring constant documentation from M.Dieties (I wish I could have made that one up, but I haven't) saying that it's ok for me to drive a car. I feel for the people who must go through that.
In another aspect, though, I sometimes feel like I must work 3x as hard at the same thing everyone else does in order to prove that my type 1 diabetes is not a liability to the place I work. I love my job. I am an adjunct professor, so I have no health insurance. It's the best I can expect at this point. My concerns are getting low in front of the wrong person at the wrong time...I have struggled a little bit with coworkers who think it's okay to pry into my personal life. At one time, I had a job where a woman I worked with felt she had a special bond w/me due to her brother having been on dialysis and having died of diabetes.
Health insurance is a fright...I am stepping out on faith that there will come a day when someone will see my value as a living, breathing professional enough to give me the privilege of starvation for a year, paying penalties and receiving no coverage for a "pre-existing" condition for a year.
No, I'm not "ungrateful." But these are the worries I am dealing with. Thank you for posting this here as I appreciate the opportunity to hear an intelligent person speak about the situations that pop up. Was it a situation, in your case, where doctor's appointments were 'checked' and thuis limited? In my case, my opportunities to take care of myself are very limited. But I am extremely, extremely glad that I have a job now.