I Have No Health Novels & Stories

“Missing mom and dad hmm?” The question succeeded in making my tears fall, and at the same time my breath was getting tighter. I tightened my arms on Hamdan while trying to hold on. My shortness of breath lately isn't as bad as it used to be. I don't know when exactly, but I'm a little grateful for that. "Sorry bro, all this time—me, I was selfish to--!" “Shhh! Not now Key, brother doesn't want it now. You are in front of my brother in good health and still able to survive. I'm already very grateful, you hear hmm?"

"Why will he tell such lie? What was the health condition he said I had" "I want you to let you know that you can tell me anything." "Dad I don't have any health condition I am okay." "Do you have Cancer"? "What"!!!

'Lie better', my conscience was telling me. "Yeah, we need to get you to a hospital." Tori nodded with finality and I sputtered for a reasonable response. "I can't-" I shook my head, reaching down to pull my sock back on, "I don't have insurance and Mel- my family doesn't have the money."

I tried to remember but my brain came back blank "apart from what you said about me being hit over by a vehicle, I remember nothing" "Don't worry, it must be the drugs. Can you move your left leg for me?" I moved it and he wrote down something "Do you have any friends or family you'll like to call over?" Damn, I guess it's for the bill. With no health insurance, I guess they are bothered about who will handle my bills "I don't have anyone to call, but I promise to pay the bill once I'm out of here" He waved me off "it's not about the bill, I think your boss handled that. its just that we need someone to watch you"

Even though Noah already knew it, hearing it out loud made it real in a way that made his chest tighten painfully. “We understand that’s a significant amount,” the man added, his tone measured. “We can discuss payment plans, financial assistance programs…” “I don’t have anything,” Noah cut in, his voice sharper than he intended. He exhaled, he had to get himself together, yet the panic was already creeping in. “No insurance. No savings. Nothing.” The man nodded as though he had guessed it. “In that case, we might have to think of other possibilities. If payment cannot be arranged, we may have to consider discharge once he’s stable enough.”

NOT MONEY! My brother even he is found of Money, keeping our healthy lifestyle is our priority. He keeps on reminding me that the only thing I can help in financial factor, is to keep myself healthy. Health is wealth. And my brother don’t want to spend his earnings and saving to the medical Institution. Which is for him, it is also a form of business. Health is not a problem for me. I’m so good. I’m okay. Everything’s fine with me. Then I stare to Joeff… How about you? Are you healthy?

When I found out James was sick, I drained every cent I had, got typed through the NMDP, registered as an anonymous donor, and flew across the country to the matched hospital to go through with the procedure. But it was a long way home. I spiked a fever on the way back, and once I got home, the surgical site got infected badly. I had no health insurance. The bills piled up, and I missed the window for proper treatment. After that, my immune system malfunctioned, triggering a string of subsequent health issues. That was also when I saw the news. James had been so moved by Sienna’s devotion through his illness that he’d decided to get engaged to her. I’d already promised myself I wouldn’t love

she told me, checking my chart as she began examining me. I relaxed immediately when I heard that it was not life-threatening. I was glad that I was alive, but the main thing that pained me was that the person who hit me with the car ran away. I did not have insurance or any health insurance, so all the medical bills in the hospital I needed to pay for myself. And since I had nobody here that could take care of me, I needed to hire a nurse who would come and take care of me and assist me with things that I needed.

He asks, his breathing shallow. “Maybe a couple of days.” “That's too long, What if you take it to the hospital?” “That's not an option.” “Why? We don't have the machines here,” he adds. “And you think I don't know that,” I snapped looking around. “Well, how do you expect we find out?” “Can't you buy the machine,” I challenge? “It's not like you can't afford it?” “It's too shouting I can't do it without getting someone else involved.”

One I had prepared for. “Absolutely,” I replied, meeting the reporter’s gaze. “Many of these communities don’t have access to basic healthcare services. The nearest hospital could be miles away, and even when they do reach medical facilities, those places may not have the resources or staff to deal with more complicated conditions. My goal is to bridge that gap—to bring top-tier medical care to everyone, regardless of their location or background.”