Here is my letter to UnitedHealthcare. It is real, it is raw, and it is straight forward.
There are so many families who find themselves in the NICU facing the daunting expenses after an emergency birth. Many are shipped to other healthcare systems during this emergency to receive top-notch care, yet fight the red tape of coverage inside their policies.
It is another late night…dream feed time! This is the time of the night when we begin to hope the twins act more like 13 weeks than 6 and half weeks gestation. Sarah does so well with Henry, calming him…getting him in a deep sleep! Now it is our turn for some shut eye hoping that 3:30am feed stretches closer to 4:30am and maybe 5am. #twinslife #nicu #rettew5 #camerapapa
It sucks so bad…it will suck the life our of you. I have found myself in a new area of frustrations, one that is hard not trickle down into my family’s life. I knew it was coming, from the moment I signed that first paper…it kept popping back up and now it is becoming a reality.
I am so scared. I am so petrified. I fear for my family’s wellbeing. I am just scared.
Here we are, the twins are now full term. Yes, today is the day of their 40th week in gestational development. If this were Rosebud, we would have just come home two days prior after being born. The twins are now seven weeks and two days old but more importantly now full term babies. Reminder…28 days in the NICU was a long time for the #Rettew5.
What does this mean, now we can join the development cycle of the full term baby world…at seven weeks old!
It is late in the evening on June 13th, Sarah had just been released from the hospital. George and Henry had just been born four days earlier on June 10th. They were still in the hospital in the Level One NICU at GHS. Rosebud had been spending the night at her cousins for the past few days and life was just completely out-of-whack.
Last night was one of the more trying nights we have experienced since coming home from the NICU. Henry cried and screamed from 12:30am until about 2:30am. This was just the beginning of my manic, nightlong experience that led to a public prayer.