How Obamacare’s Dividing My Family
My U.S.-Born Siblings Will Be Covered Under the New Law. My Undocumented Parents Won’t. And I Feel Like I’m in Limbo.
I can’t remember the last time I had a medical check-up; I’m 20, and it’s been at least five years. When I was a little kid in South Los Angeles, my mother would only take my older sister and me to the doctor when we were already sick; whether we had a fever or any other illness, every visit cost $100, including treatments. Then a neighbor informed my mom of a community clinic that offered free visits for low-income families—but only, again, if we were already sick. The clinic was …
