I was an 80s child when my mom worked here until A...

I was an 80s child when my mom worked here until April 2017. I called this organization 'Blue Monster' for the nightmares I had while growing up. She worked from 3am and I sometimes had to go with her. This place was a front and nothing nice. Check its 'parent' HCSC. Full benefits normally extend to an employee's spouse only, which our dad made good use of many times (star treatment, yoga, socialisation with other recovering clients, use of private exercise equipment, expense paid participation in the 'Heart Olympics', etc.).

The extent of medical benefits as an employee's 'child' I got was copayment to an orthodontist for braces and less than a year of psychotherapy plus prescription as a young adult under 26 after Peace Corps service medical evacuation. Peace Corps volunteers, I was told, would get flown to Thailand for dental services and yet I had to get good psychotherapy through my mother's insurance. My Rush Presbyterian psychiatrist then was decent enough to know that I was good without 'medications', which were unfortunately prescribed first by my assessing psychiatrist's diagnoses of "I don't know!" in March 2003 at Sibley Memorial in the DC area. This DC psychiatrist was around my parents' age and could not give me anything more than an "I don't know!" plus 'medication' and forced transference to Chicago. Lack of proper communication between hospitals and backtracking by doctors over what was said and done at facilities.