Saturday, September 12, 2009

Dealing with risk: health insurance? health care reform?

My profile on this blog says I've had lots of jobs "growing up," two of them were in the insurance industry. I worked for several years for Kemper Insurance in a claims office. I also worked in the Risk Management Department of Santa Fe International, an energy company. Besides the on-the-job training, I also took company offered classes, especially at Kemper. (Currently I serve as a member on my school district's Health Benefits Committee.)

So what? (So health-care reform.)

Today, there is a lot of debate about improving health care in the US. I'm surprised how much of that talk surrounds health insurance, as if insurance is going to solve our health crisis. (We need a large dose of wellness: diet and exercise. But I digress.)

Insurance is one way of dealing with risk. It is one of three ways to manage risk. Risk is inevitable, but we have choices in how to manage it. (Life is risky, whether we are talking cars, appliances, life, or health.)

So how can you deal with risk?

1) You can assume the risk.
2) You can get rid of the risk.
3) You can transfer (insure) the risk.

Option 1) After my first wife died, I took a severance package and "retired" for several years. I became a Mr. Mom in order to give stability to my kids. I was offered a COBRA but declined it. It was too expensive. (I could have had more money if I'd filed for unemployment. But I didn't file because I wasn't looking for a job. I was insured, but I wasn't going to lie to get the money.) I assumed the risk of family health problems for about two years. (And nothing big happened.)I also assumed the risks (and consequences) of not having an income for two years. (We survived; however, my retirement (401K) took a major hit.)

In the "old" days, people assumed a lot of risks. And they survived. So did I.

Option 2) You can get rid of the risk. This works better on a car or house than it does on medical expense insurance. You can sell your car or house. Then you don't need insurance. My youngest daughter sold her car to lower her monthly expenses. I don't have renter's insurance; I have home owner's insurance. I got rid of my apartment. (When I lived in an apartment, I assumed the risk. I didn't have much to lose.)

Option 3) You can transfer (insure) the risk. My cars are insured: that's required in California. My house is insured. My life is insured. My appliances are not: they break, I suffer the loss. I just replaced my dishwasher. It died and I didn't have appliance insurance. I went without a dishwasher for a year. Then I bought a new one.

My dad and mom used to warn me about families that were insurance poor. They used too much month-to-month income transferring risks and paying a premium. (I read last week that of the $6,000 dollars that a doctor charges these days for pre-natal care and the birth procedure, $2,000 is to pay his malpractice premium. (Tort reform anyone?)

In my opinion, too many people want to transfer the risks of life without paying the premiums. They want Cadillac coverage at rock bottom prices. It doesn't work that way. Some really good mathematicians (called actuaries) calculate the projected costs to be shared by a pool of premium payers to cover projected losses.

The types of losses covered are predefined. The caps (the most they'll pay) are predefined. Who can get into the premium paying pool is predefined. If losses are to be shared, then these definitions must be in place.

If you change what losses are covered (like pre-existing conditions), or if you remove the caps that must be paid out of the collected premiums, or you change who can get into the pool... then the math requires that more premiums be collected.

You can't have more for less. The math precludes it.

It's all about managing risk and making choices.

Once I chose to change jobs, not lie about my wife's pregnancy (she'd been to the doctor once), and I assumed the risk of my son's birth: cost? $3,000. Sense of well-being from being honest? Priceless.

Later I chose not to change jobs after my first wife was diagnosed with cancer. The medical cost risk was too great. I wanted to keep that risk transferred. (My insurance didn't cover some of the experimental aspects of one therapy. I made a choice, assumed that risk, and paid for the treatment: for over four years.)

Life is full of risks, including health risks. Sometimes you assume the risk, sometimes you get rid of the risk, and sometimes you transfer the risk by purchasing insurance.

Being grown-up means that I take responsibility for making the choices. Being grown-up means I need to educate myself to know what my options are.

If we, the American people, want to transfer all our health risks to a government run plan, it will come at a cost. (And just like some of the families my parents warned me about, we might become insurance poor. As a nation, we could use too much month-to-month income transferring risks and paying a premium.)

Personally, I'd rather manage my own health risks. It's part of growing up. (Besides, I'm pretty good at math, and I know a bit about Risk Management.)

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A Mental Map for Teacher Success

"As a man thinks, so is he..."

So what kind of a teacher do I want to be this year? What are my personal goals, my guiding principles, the mental targets I want automatically steer towards?

I have eight:

I choose to find it easy to greet staff members and students by name.
I choose to invent schedules, curriculum, and routines to support Special Education.
I choose to successfully utilize my aide to assist the learning of students.
I choose to find it easy to get ready for IEPs ahead of time.
I choose to feel as if parents and staff like me and appreciate what I do.
I choose to cleverly incorporate memory improvement lessons into my curriculum.
I choose to have fun doing my own memory improvement projects.
I choose to find satisfying ways to balance work and home.

It's hard to hit a target if you don't know what you're aiming for. But if you consistently remind yourself who you are, then you become that image.

I have some pretty good ideas of who I am and who I want to become.

Have your created your own mental map for personal success? Can you bring that map into focus?

If you can't picture the target... chances are...
If you can picture the tartet... chance are...

What are your chances?

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Why I blog? People like Chase!

Today I went to a Welcome Home party. One of the blogs I follow is the Taiwan Drift. Chase has authored this blog while he was a teacher on temporary assignment on the island nation of Taiwan. Chase is from Southern California. He came home last night after spending a year in Taiwan.

His family had a Welcome Home Party and I was invited.

As much as I love people, I was a bit hesitant to go. It was not the 30 mile journey south to his parents home that made me hesitate. I thought I might be out of place. But I went.


Because I was invited.

Generally people invite you to things because they'd like you to come. It's really not that complex. Most of the time, people say what they mean and mean what they say. No need to over think things.

Although Chase was the only one I knew, and I "only" knew him from his blog. It turns out that I was warmly welcomed by his family. I felt that I knew some of them from "listening" to Chase's blog. They also felt like they knew me from my comments on Chase's blog. (Some have visited my blog too.)

It was a fun time, in fact it was memorable.

The party was an open house, and I stayed for an hour or so. I met his mom, dad, sisters, and brother. (Plus his grandma, aunt, and family dog.)

The Girl Scout song has it right: "Make new friends, but keep the old: one is silver and the other is gold."

As I was leaving, Chase's mom stopped me. Her plan was to capture the attendees on "film." I had taken my camera, so I also had them take a picture of Chase and me together. Chase's mom said, "I'll look for it on your blog!" (So here it is.)

I keep blogging because of the friends I've made online. Once in a blue moon, you might get a chance to meet in "real life." Today was one of those times.

"When you get the chance to sit it out or dance: I hope you dance."

Today I danced. Why?

Because I ignored my doubts, trusted my heart, and I responded to an invitation. I've spent a year making a new friend. I wanted to add my face and voice among his family and friends as we all joined hearts to say, "Welcome home Chase."

Because, ultimately, it's not about us... it's about others.