Liquid Gold: The Quest for Affordable Insulin for ALL

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One vial of insulin.

Just one vial equals $800.

Let me spell that out for you.




For those without health insurance, this is a sickening, disgusting, unfortunate, and heartbreaking truth. Every few weeks.

For me, and so many others, this country has put a price tag on our very lives.

...and it’s $800.


My name is Tim. I’m 34, from a small town in upstate South Carolina, and an insulin-dependent (Type I) diabetic. I was diagnosed at the age of 13, and the sudden and unexpected diagnosis, literally, killed me. I was in an intensive care unit under close watch for 2 weeks, and in the hospital altogether for more than 3.

Everything changed. I was thrown into a whirlwind of new diets and new emotions and new habits. After settling in, I joined with the teen board of the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF) and began seeing the first pediatric endocrinologist in our area. I was a poster child for pump therapy, shared my testimony at public events and seminars, and visited other children with diabetes to encourage and enlighten them.

I’m thankful to be alive. So many have fallen victim to this monster. A cure has always been in our sight. I always tried to stay positive. There’s still breath inside my lungs. I have a loving, supportive family. I was given this disease so that another child, somewhere across the world, who couldn’t afford the medicine can live, uninhibited and full.

Unfortunately, a cure has yet to come. Sadly, it’s not affordable for anyone. When I was first diagnosed, I could walk into a pharmacy with the cash in my wallet and buy my “months worth of life.”

$200 to $400. 4 to 5.

Now, it’s $800.

insulin isn’t the only drug. There are many more.

Tell me true, Big Pharma — how many billions is enough billions? How many have to ration medication and DIE before you’re satisfied? I’m down to my last reservoir fill, and waiting — praying — that I get a call next week to tell me not to worry. Until I have to worry again, of course.

If we are to die, we’ve paid enough for an explanation, at the very least.

We won’t stand for this anymore. I won’t stand for this anymore. If I’m to die, you better believe it’ll be for my brothers and my sisters for whom I fight.

We’re YOUR brothers.

We are YOUR sisters.

If you would take the time to sign this petition, it would be SO greatly appreciated. It’s time we change this world. It’s our world.

There are many petitions before this. Of this, I’m sure. Let’s make this one the last.

Thank you for your time.