I Have No Health Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry about that. I’m sure you don’t have insurance, but we’re taking care of this.” With a nod, North continued, filling out the rest of the front side before flipping to the back, which wanted an accounting of her medical history. “How detailed should I be?” “Have you had any surgeries, or any emotional problems, like an eating disorder or addiction?” North’s eyes widened. “No, I haven’t had anything major.” She wrinkled her brow. “For that matter, I don’t think I’ve had anything minor either. I must have an amazing immune system, because I never get sick.”

I have an uneasy feeling that something horrible will happen to me if I don’t have any cash on hand. I took a big breath and then continued. “Okay, maybe I’m the only one who’s lugging it around with me. But who cares? All I need right now is some cash and some medication. I don’t need to pack a suitcase of clothing with me since I’m not going on vacation; I’m going to commit suicide,” I said as I wiped my sweat-soaked forehead with the back of my hand. I shook my head. Even though I didn’t push myself too hard, but it already drenched me in perspiration. Because my body is deteriorating, I feel as though my health is changing dramatically. My ability to perform anything as easy as this one

“Um, can we have a moment please?” With a nod, Doc says, “I'll be back in a few minutes,” and leaves the room. When Liam gives Heath a nod, the beta follows the doctor out without a word. “Care to tell me why you are refusing treatment? Especially when you are obviously seriously messed up. What could keep you from getting treatment so that you can be healthy for your kids?” Liam stands up and begins to pace the room, throwing glances her way until she can't take it anymore. “I don't have money! Okay? I can't fill out the paperwork because I have no insurance, no home address, nothing. I don't even want to give them my name. So thank you so much for bringing me here and for putting me in thi

But just because I look like this doesn’t mean I’m careless about my health. In fact, I rarely get sick. I’ve built up immunity over time, not just to the filth, but to the barely edible slop they feed me. Food that no decent human would even consider touching. Still, I take care of myself. I don’t want to get sick. I can’t afford to. “That’s good to hear,” he said. “So, what do you think? Would you like to try the healing cream?” “Yes, I don’t mind,” I answered simply.

*** “She’ll be in the ICU room until her condition improves. For now, I can’t explain anything. Her condition is very bad because it seems like she’s been unconscious for several hours. You’re late bringing her here.” I listened to the doctor’s explanation, who was standing a bit far from the ICU room door while Cassandra was still in front of the window, hoping she could see her mother from there. “Do your best to make her recover.” “Of course, we will. The problem is this patient doesn’t have health insurance, which is something we rarely encounter.” I nodded in understanding. “My trusted person will take care of the insurance and pay the bill.” “Alright,” the doctor in front of me nodded.

Since you can't write well, please tell us their contact number. Doctor Henry then added, "Actually, we haven't contacted your guardians because we could not find any information about you. But we already cooperated with the police to find your family." I interrupted him. "It's okay...I have no family." My hoarse voice made the room silent. Thinking of the fees for the surgery and staying in this hospital for a year would surely cost a lot, I have no means to pay for it but to get a loan. For rehabilitation, I don't have money for that.

I told the nurse. "The doctor says you must stay one more week." "I can't stay here. I have no way to pay for this." "Swiss healthcare will cover emergency treatment." "But I'm not Swiss. I'm American." "Then your insurance will pay. "I don't have insurance." The nurse looked worried. "How much money do you have?" "None. My bag was lost in the crash." "Oh no. This is a very expensive hospital."

What did he mean by that? I cradle my face in my left hand, and my right hand taps into the long, dark brown table. The rhythmic taps undertoned the noise coming from the kitchen. “If you are healthy, then you don’t need to take medication.” “So if I eat my veggies.” He glanced at the veggies on his plate and then back at me. “I won’t… I won’t have to take my medicine.”

“What if you get sick again? What if something happens to you?” I pull him close. “Buddy, I can’t promise I’ll never get sick again. My condition is something I’ll have to manage for the rest of my life. But I can promise that I’ll do everything possible to stay healthy. To take my medication, see my doctors, take care of myself. And I can promise that even if I do get sick, I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to fight to stay here with you and your mom.” “Like you did before?”

“You’re my intercessor to your brothers.” “I’ve got the best doctors money can buy, Shannon, and I’m a wolf on top of that. If there’s anything remotely wrong with me, they’d be the first to detect it.” I nodded, seemingly satisfied with his answer. For one, there was nothing he wanted that he couldn’t afford. So I was pretty sure that he had his health covered. “You should leave now,” I said, glancing at my watch. “You’d be late if you keep on waiting for me” “I’ll see you tomorrow, right?” “You know you will, Ricky.”