Part 4: It’s gonna hurt
(In my three previous posts, I explain the complicated decisions expats must face regarding their healthcare, especially when the unexpected occurs.)
When expats consider medical insurance, they quickly learn the decision about getting or foregoing it can be complicated.
What they don’t always accurately take into account is how the costs of insurance will grow and how risky the lack of it can be.
Having it is expensive. Not having it can cost a bundle too. Worse, not having it can be dangerous.
With insufficient insurance, inadequate personal resources or both, a patient who is unable to receive quality care in his or her adopted country or another one could end up permanently maimed. Or Continue reading
Part 3: Lucking out
(In Parts 1 and 2, you can read how I came to be self-insured and how I struggled to decide what to do about my injury.)
The proof is the putting in of my bionic bone
Bangkok made the most sense to be treated. But which hospital, which doctor?
Online, I checked three reputedly very good hospitals in Bangkok looking for a specialist whose training was not confined to Thailand.
I found an orthopedic surgeon at arguably the best and most expensive hospital in the country, Bumrungrad, which is among several there favored by many expats and medical tourists. A middle-aged Thai who has had training in the U.S., Dr. Siripong Ratanachai, telephoned me twice and answered my emails quickly before Continue reading
The other passengers have just finished eating delicious food. I didn’t even start.
A brothel, a baboon and a bone-rattling drive have been some of the lowlights of travels you can read about in my previous posts. In this one, you’ll discover how this scuba diver was led to water and left mostly high and dry. After my trip to Bhutan, you’ll see how the drawbacks of climbing every mountain became clear to me and will be evident to you as well.
Last of 4 Parts
Travel insurance definitely would have eased the financial pain of one my most recent travel disasters, a scuba diving break. Logistics forced me to take three airplanes each way from my home in Cambodia and spend two overnights at hotels in Indonesia both before and after.
Given that I parted with an unholy amount of cash for the five nights of diving from an exceptional liveaboard boat that cruised from the island of Flores, I conceivably should have considered that something could go wrong.
What went wrong, to put it mildly, was Continue reading
BNH, the hospital in central Bangkok where I have received annual check-ups.
Technically, I am not an immigrant, though I make my home in Cambodia. I have only a mailing address in the United States.
What I am is a retired expat whose year-to-year visa allows him to reside in Phnom Penh, where my savings go far indeed. It is a good life, but it is one without a citizen’s rights (such as they are in Cambodia) and without dependable medical care.
Fortunately, I am an expat in excellent health now into his 70s. Should I develop problems, the quality of my medical care here generally is suspect and its cost would be prohibitive for anything serious.
You see, I am uninsured outside the United States. Even if coverage were obtainable from a reputable firm at my age Continue reading
(Flickr photo by luxomedia)
Anyone planning to undertake major renovations in a co-op apartment faces a forbidding task. Without the building’s prior written consent to undergo structural alterations of an apartment, count on trouble ahead.
If you are a brave soul with plans to expand the kitchen you soon will acquire, add a bathroom or take down a wall, there is no guarantee that the co-operative will approve the alteration request.
Many boards won’t even consider Continue reading