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Melissa stands on a hiking trail at Mount Rubidoux in Riverside, California.
Melissa, a Hispanic woman, stands in front of a tree on a hill overlooking a city landscape. She is out of focus. The tree and landscape are in focus. Melissa is seen from the side as she stands at a high elevation point overlooking a city landscape. Behind her is a tree. Melissa is out of focus, while the tree and the city landscape are in focus.

Melissa & Ann: Navigating America’s Tangled Health Care Safety Net

Two women living in Southern California experience the challenges and benefits of being enrolled in both Medicare and Medicaid.




About the Project

In the U.S., people with the most significant care needs are often covered by two separate government health care programs, Medicare and Medicaid. Navigating these disjointed systems is difficult, leading to poorer health, greater frustration, and higher health care costs. Through a partnership with visual media organization CatchLight, award-winning photographer Isadora Kosofsky spent months documenting the lives of two women — Melissa and Ann — as they maneuvered through a fragmented system in search of care, resources, and support.

Melissa

“I have spent my life waiting in doctor’s offices.”

As a child, Melissa sat for hours in doctor’s offices. She learned to count the gray, plastic chairs in the waiting room and trace the lines and curves on each person who filled them. Melissa’s mother had diabetes, and the disease’s complications required repeated trips to the doctor throughout Melissa’s childhood.

As an adult, Melissa developed the same disease, one that stole her eyesight and thrust her into a world of complex health care systems where navigating coverage, doctors, and treatment is a daily, delicate balancing act.

Melissa, now 41, is among the 12.5 million American adults with disabilities and older adults who receive coverage from both Medicare and Medicaid, a population often called “dual-eligible” in policy circles. Because Medicare and Medicaid are two large, fragmented systems that are not designed to work together, dual-eligible individuals often fall through the bureaucratic cracks. As a result, this population experiences some of the worst health outcomes of any other group in the United States.

Melissa first filed for Medicare coverage a decade ago after experiencing abrupt vision loss. Melissa was grateful to gain insurance she defined as “posh” compared to her lack of coverage before — but she couldn’t escape feeling like she wasn’t accessing all the help she needed.

A mother of six from San Bernardino, California, Melissa has always hustled to survive. She worked multiple jobs since her teens — first as a telemarketer, then in restaurant management, and then in daycare while raising her four children and a set of twin boys as a single mom.

Melissa and her children Angie and Jacob wait for the bus in San Bernardino County, California.
Melissa stands, holding her white cane, at a bus stop shelter next to an empty street and traffic light. Her teenage children, Angie and Jacob, stand and sit beside her wearing backpacks. The sun rises over the outline of a mountain range behind them. Melissa stands, holding her white cane, at a bus stop shelter next to an empty street and traffic light. Her teenage children, Angie and Jacob, stand and sit beside her wearing backpacks. The sun rises over the outline of a mountain range behind them.
Melissa sits in between Angie and Jacob on a bus to a transit center in San Bernardino, California.
Melissa wears sunglasses and listens to music on earbuds between Angie and Jacob, who look at their phones.The landscape and mountain range are seen through a window behind them. Light hits their faces. Melissa wears sunglasses and listens to music on earbuds between Angie and Jacob, who look at their phones.The landscape and mountain range are seen through a window behind them. Light hits their faces.
Angie and Jacob play tic-tac-toe in the dirt with their mother’s white cane.
Melissa’s white cane rests on a game of tic-tac-toe etched into dirt next to a concrete sidewalk, where Angie’s and Jacob’s sneakers are seen side-by-side. Melissa’s white cane rests on a game of tic-tac-toe etched into dirt next to a concrete sidewalk, where Angie’s and Jacob’s sneakers are seen side-by-side.
Angie walks at the transit center with her mother’s hand holding onto her backpack.
Melissa’s hand reaches out and holds onto Angie’s backpack as Angie walks toward the shining sun. Melissa’s hand reaches out and holds onto Angie’s backpack as Angie walks toward the shining sun.

Melissa is bubbly, upbeat, direct, and commanding — a personality that shields her lifetime of trauma and distress. Early one morning in 2008, carrying a check to last her through the week, she buckled her children into her SUV and drove away from the domestic violence she had endured for years. After escaping, she used drugs and alcohol to cope. In 2013, as her life fractured into pieces, she also began to lose her vision. Within a few short weeks, Melissa was nearly blind. Despite six surgeries, doctors could not save her eyesight.

"The shock of going from being a sighted person to being blind almost overnight was enough to really just take me out,” said Melissa. She was left in the dark to navigate her health care, sobriety, and motherhood in the dry California desert."

The combination of her income and now disability — blindness — made her eligible for both Medicare and Medicaid. While she considered this coverage to be a gold standard of health care, the enrollment process was incredibly challenging; Melissa finally got access to Medicare and Medicaid benefits three years after she first became blind. She was promised a counselor to help her navigate the programs but has yet to hear from one. No one even took the time to explain her coverage options.

Melissa stands at Starbucks as she waits for her coffee in the morning.
Melissa is reflected in a glass divider at Starbucks coffee. She holds her Braille book to her chest as morning light shines on her face and torso. Melissa is reflected in a glass divider at Starbucks coffee. She holds her Braille book to her chest as morning light shines on her face and torso.

The shock of going from being a sighted person to being blind almost overnight was enough to really just take me out,” said Melissa. She was left in the dark to navigate her health care, sobriety, and motherhood in the dry California desert.

Melissa chats and has morning coffee with other participants of the Lighthouse for the Blind in the facility’s main gathering room.
Melissa smiles as she sits with fingers interlaced below her chin at a long table across from two women. In the foreground, a man is out of focus at an adjacent table. Beside him two men sit at the same table. In the faded background, a wooden poster above a piano reads “Lighthouse for the Blind.” A statue of a lighthouse is in the corner next to American and California flags and a television that is turned off. Melissa smiles as she sits with fingers interlaced below her chin at a long table across from two women. In the foreground, a man is out of focus at an adjacent table. Beside him two men sit at the same table. In the faded background, a wooden poster above a piano reads “Lighthouse for the Blind.” A statue of a lighthouse is in the corner next to American and California flags and a television that is turned off.
Melissa sits at a table during a Braille class as her instructor, Arturo, reads Braille with her from the same page at the Lighthouse for the Blind.
Melissa sits at a conference table with hands on her Braille book. Arturo, an older man with a gray ponytail who is also blind, reads Braille from the same page as he stands next to Melissa. A large case of books is behind them. Melissa sits at a conference table with hands on her Braille book. Arturo, an older man with a gray ponytail who is also blind, reads Braille from the same page as he stands next to Melissa. A large case of books is behind them.
Melissa walks down a hallway at the Lighthouse for the Blind.
Melissa is seen in the distance as she holds onto a wall while making her way toward a doorway inside an office-like building. Melissa is seen in the distance as she holds onto a wall while making her way toward a doorway inside an office-like building.

In Los Angeles County alone, there are more than 110 plans targeted to dual-eligible beneficiaries. Only a fraction of these options are designed to align Medicare and Medicaid benefits and services for the enrollee. These plans are referred to as “integrated.”

Recent studies reveal that individuals who receive care from fully integrated care plans on average face fewer hospitalizations and hospital readmissions and improved markers of quality care. Despite this promise, none of this was explained to Melissa, and she ended up in separate Medicare and Medicaid plans without access to any coordination between the two.

In her non-integrated care plan, Melissa has faced communication breakdowns at pharmacy counters, on the phone with transportation dispatchers, and in the delivery of diabetic testing supplies. Sometimes the lancets (finger-stick needles used to take blood samples) she receives in the mail are incompatible with their holders or meters. In these cases, Melissa either asks for a courtesy kit from a pharmacy or goes without testing for days.

“Who do I talk to? Where do I go?” asks Melissa. “How do I find out some of the answers to my questions? How come I'm being told one thing, and then when I go to put a plan into action, I'm being told a completely different thing?”

Melissa smells a bottle of lotion at Walmart in Rialto, California.
Melissa smells a bottle of lotion at Walmart in Rialto, California.
Melissa stands next to Angie, who completes supplemental income paperwork at a post office in San Bernardino.
Melissa stands next to Angie in front of a counter at a dimly lit old post office with large glass windows. Melissa is turned toward Angie, who leans against the counter with her head down. Melissa stands next to Angie in front of a counter at a dimly lit old post office with large glass windows. Melissa is turned toward Angie, who leans against the counter with her head down.
Melissa sits in front of her podiatrist’s office and leans her head on her hand while on the phone with her oldest daughter after an appointment.
Melissa who sits cross legged on a patch of grass in front of a doctor’s office. She holds her phone to her ear and rests her head on her hand Melissa who sits cross legged on a patch of grass in front of a doctor’s office. She holds her phone to her ear and rests her head on her hand

Some of the downfalls to being dual-eligible are trying to get both insurances to see eye to eye,” says Melissa. She likens her insurances to a pair of shoelaces where one side cannot create a knot with the other. 

Melissa sits in a medical office at Dignity Health as her endocrinologist appears from behind a door.
Melissa sits patiently in a doctor’s office against a stark white wall. A door opens to the left revealing only a doctor’s arm pushing the door open toward her. Melissa sits patiently in a doctor’s office against a stark white wall. A door opens to the left revealing only a doctor’s arm pushing the door open toward her.
Melissa completes an eye exam with a nurse during an ophthalmology appointment in Loma Linda, California.
Melissa covers her left eye with her hand as she sits in an eye clinic. A nurse holds up her hand showing five fingers close to Melissa’s face. The nurse is only seen from behind. Both Melissa and the nurse wear surgical masks. Melissa covers her left eye with her hand as she sits in an eye clinic. A nurse holds up her hand showing five fingers close to Melissa’s face. The nurse is only seen from behind. Both Melissa and the nurse wear surgical masks.
Angie blows into a glove while seated next to her mother outside a medical building; the gloves were provided with a supply of Trulicity, a medication used for treatment of Type 2 diabetes.
Angie looks to the side as she blows air into a purple medical glove, making it into a balloon. Melissa, out of focus, sits next to her holding a smartphone. Angie looks to the side as she blows air into a purple medical glove, making it into a balloon. Melissa, out of focus, sits next to her holding a smartphone.

Melissa even experiences communication breakdowns regarding her insurance status. Although she is fully covered, office staff often tell her she does not have Medicaid, which covers out-of-pocket payments, and request that she pay for her prescriptions. “I just pay my co-pays. If they say I have them, then I have them. It takes too much time to try and battle insurances.”

Melissa and her children have changed housing multiple times each year, which also complicates their ability to get to work, school, and medical appointments. They struggle with communicating with the Medicaid-supported transportation providers like ACCESS or Medicaid-contracted Ubers. Melissa has missed rides with contractors because Uber drivers were not alerted to Melissa’s blindness and often arrived and left too quickly. At times Melissa has had to choose between organizing her own appointments and those of her children, often opting to prioritize theirs. The difficulty of transportation can require that she and her children dedicate an entire day for one medical visit, leaving during daylight and returning home in the dark.

For Melissa, managing her care can feel like a full-time job in a two-system plan with limited communication between them. She receives dozens of thick marketing pamphlets per week for health plan alternatives but often does not open them. She worries that if she attempts to change plans, her choice may further complicate her care and take her away from her current doctors.

“Some of the downfalls to being dual-eligible are trying to get both insurances to see eye to eye,” says Melissa. She likens her insurances to a pair of shoelaces where one side cannot create a knot with the other.

Melissa touches her son Jacob’s ear while they stand at their apartment.
Jacob is seen from the back of his head. His mother, Melissa, stands in front of him and touches his ear. Her hand on his ear is in focus but her face and torso are out of focus. Jacob is seen from the back of his head. His mother, Melissa, stands in front of him and touches his ear. Her hand on his ear is in focus but her face and torso are out of focus.
Scott leans his head against Melissa’s neck as they gather at the dining room table. They met taking classes at Lighthouse for the Blind.
Melissa sits with eyes half open while Scott rests his forehead on her shoulder. His face is in shadow. Melissa sits with eyes half open while Scott rests his forehead on her shoulder. His face is in shadow.
Melissa kneels next to Scott’s bed as he reads his government-related mail using an application on his smartphone.
Melissa kneels next to a bed while Scott points a smartphone app with flashlight onto a document as he sits on the bed. The flashlight creates a large shadow of Melissa on the white wall behind her. Melissa kneels next to a bed while Scott points a smartphone app with flashlight onto a document as he sits on the bed. The flashlight creates a large shadow of Melissa on the white wall behind her.
Melissa rests upon a pile of clothing while seated on the floor of her closet after a stressful day.
Melissa kneels on the floor resting her head on a pile of clothes in a closet. Clothes hang on one side of her body. On the other side, personal items like perfumes, a candle, and a reader are seen on a dresser. Melissa kneels on the floor resting her head on a pile of clothes in a closet. Clothes hang on one side of her body. On the other side, personal items like perfumes, a candle, and a reader are seen on a dresser.

Despite hurdles of the two systems, Melissa is pleased with the care she receives from her physicians and specialists. While she has to access care from five different health systems for her quarterly checkups, she firmly believes her doctors are allies and share her goals of longevity.

“The benefit of being dual-eligible is just really great doctors, a really good group of men that are dedicated to overseeing my health care,” says Melissa. “It does not get any better than the team I’ve got now.”

One of Melissa’s children is present for each appointment. Angie, 18, or Jacob, 15, sits next to Melissa or stands in the corner while holding her purse and texting about math homework. They are part of an interdependent family and are partners in their mother’s care, guiding her down clinic hallways or up hiking trails with her hand on their shoulders. Her children also keep track of her medical progress and rejoice when her endocrinologist reports an improved A1C score, a test used to monitor blood sugar.

Melissa stands in the kitchen while on the phone with a doctor’s office as Scott stands in the doorway about to walk his dog.
Melissa stands in the dimly lit kitchen on the phone. Scott stands in the front doorway. They are divided by a wall with a large classic clock displayed on a table in front of the wall. Melissa stands in the dimly lit kitchen on the phone. Scott stands in the front doorway. They are divided by a wall with a large classic clock displayed on a table in front of the wall.
Melissa sits in her apartment.
Melissa is seen close up looking toward the camera with a strip of light illuminating the right side of her face. Melissa is seen close up looking toward the camera with a strip of light illuminating the right side of her face.
Angie blow dries Melissa’s hair in the morning.
Melissa stands by a door while Angie stands behind her blow drying her hair. Shadows of Melissa’s figure and Angie’s raised arm are seen on the wall beside them. Melissa stands by a door while Angie stands behind her blow drying her hair. Shadows of Melissa’s figure and Angie’s raised arm are seen on the wall beside them.

“She gets all happy for herself. And I get happy, too, because I know that stuff is what makes her really enjoy going to the doctor's office,” Angie says. She worries when someone other than her children accompany her mom and fears they would not guide her the way her children do.

Ten years after losing her sight, Melissa made a decision to celebrate her blindness and increase her independence through training at the Lighthouse for the Blind, a nonprofit organization serving the visually impaired in San Bernardino. She craved connection with other people who knew what it felt like to constantly reach for the walls around them. There, Melissa held her first Braille book, made egg salad in a cooking class, and learned to use a smartphone.

It was at the Lighthouse where Melissa met Scott, a man of a similar age, who was also taking classes; they began dating.

Angie looks to Melissa as they walk arm-in-arm at an Easter Day event at their church.
Angie looks to her mother, Melissa, as they walk arm in arm in front of backdrops of blue skies and large clouds. A portion of large letters below the backdrops read “He is risen.” White balloons hang from the ceiling and from the backdrops. Angie looks to her mother, Melissa, as they walk arm in arm in front of backdrops of blue skies and large clouds. A portion of large letters below the backdrops read “He is risen.” White balloons hang from the ceiling and from the backdrops.
Melissa prays with hands in the air at a church altar with Scott, who stands behind her; they receive a blessing during an Easter morning service at the church Melissa and her children attend.
Melissa holds her hands in the air and closes her eyes as she receives a prayer at a church altar. Scott stands behind Melissa with his eyes closed. Another woman stands in front of Melissa with her eyes closed and one hand on Melissa’s shoulder and one hand on Scott’s hand. Behind them, a crowd of people pray on the ground floor and balcony. Melissa holds her hands in the air and closes her eyes as she receives a prayer at a church altar. Scott stands behind Melissa with his eyes closed. Another woman stands in front of Melissa with her eyes closed and one hand on Melissa’s shoulder and one hand on Scott’s hand. Behind them, a crowd of people pray on the ground floor and balcony.

It’s been a struggle. But I’ve overcome a lot of challenges and obstacles in my life to really just rejoice about where I’m at today in my life and my blindness.” 

Melissa and Scott stand side-by-side at the entrance of Empire Bowling in Redlands, California.
Melissa and Scott stand arm in arm holding their white canes beneath red, pink, and blue neon lights that illuminate their faces. The sign above them reads “snack bar.” A gatorade machine is on the left, and a poster of a man holding a bowling ball is on the right. Melissa and Scott stand arm in arm holding their white canes beneath red, pink, and blue neon lights that illuminate their faces. The sign above them reads “snack bar.” A gatorade machine is on the left, and a poster of a man holding a bowling ball is on the right.
Melissa bowls with assistance from Sandy, the director of the Lighthouse for the Blind, during an event at Empire Bowling in Redlands, California.
Melissa holds a bowling ball in front of a lane at a bowling alley and a woman who is out of focus is seen on the right looking over at Melissa. People who are out of focus bowl behind Melissa. There are pink neon lights in the background. Melissa holds a bowling ball in front of a lane at a bowling alley and a woman who is out of focus is seen on the right looking over at Melissa. People who are out of focus bowl behind Melissa. There are pink neon lights in the background.
Melissa rejoices with the mascot at an Inland Empire 66ers game while Angie, her daughter, and one of her sons, Andrew, 18, record on their phones; Andrew’s girlfriend, Angelica, 17, sits beside Melissa, while Melissa’s cousin, Esther, 11, sits beside Angie, at San Manuel Stadium in San Bernardino, California.
In a sports arena, a smiling Melissa dances in front of her seat with arms in the air next to a bird mascot. People around her clap, take phone video, and look over with joyful facial expressions. In a sports arena, a smiling Melissa dances in front of her seat with arms in the air next to a bird mascot. People around her clap, take phone video, and look over with joyful facial expressions.

Melissa aims to learn skills in Braille and technology at the Lighthouse to then take into an associate’s degree program also offered to her through the Department of Rehabilitation. She hopes to eventually become a crisis counselor to aid people out of violent situations and into stability.

Melissa credits her faith as the bedrock for her unwavering optimism. She has become increasingly connected to her church, which has helped her cope with her memories and ongoing daily stress. “God can do what no insurance can.” She meditates on the floor of her studio apartment and listens to the Bible through an audio player while her kids are at school.

“It’s been a struggle. But I've overcome a lot of challenges and obstacles in my life to really just rejoice about where I'm at today in my life and my blindness.”

Ann and Mary, a caregiver, embrace at the group home where Ann resides in Hawthorne, California.
Ann, a white woman in her 70s with gray hair, sits smiling in her wheelchair at a dining room table with Mary, a Liberian woman in scrubs and a surgical mask. Behind them a blue hue emanates from closed sheer white drapes. Ann, a white woman in her 70s with gray hair, sits smiling in her wheelchair at a dining room table with Mary, a Liberian woman in scrubs and a surgical mask. Behind them a blue hue emanates from closed sheer white drapes.

Ann

When Evelyn unpacked Ann’s suitcase full of thick wool sweaters, she assumed that the newest resident of the group home in Hawthorne, California, originated from a cold climate. She neatly placed each sweater in a dresser, without learning anything more.

Fifteen years later, Evelyn knows Ann intimately. But she still does not know her history. Ann has a developmental disability that impacts her ability to easily express herself through words.

Ann has no living relatives. House aides Evelyn, Mary, and Queen, and the administrator, Darlene, are like surrogate family members.

“We are her family,” said Mary, who has been a care provider in this home for 18 years.

Ann gathers in the living room of her home with neighbors Jill, Juliet, and Norberta as Queen, an aide, prepares the group to be picked up for their day programs.
Ann sits in her wheelchair in a living room beside Juliet, a white woman in her 40s, who sits on a red velvet couch. Ann looks to Queen, a Black woman who wears scrubs and a surgical mask, walking by. In front of Queen, Norberta, a Hispanic woman in her 60s in a sunhat and large black sunglasses, sits in her wheelchair massaging her hands. In the far corner  Jill, a white woman in her 50s, reclines in her wheelchair with eyes closed and arms crossed. Ann sits in her wheelchair in a living room beside Juliet, a white woman in her 40s, who sits on a red velvet couch. Ann looks to Queen, a Black woman who wears scrubs and a surgical mask, walking by. In front of Queen, Norberta, a Hispanic woman in her 60s in a sunhat and large black sunglasses, sits in her wheelchair massaging her hands. In the far corner  Jill, a white woman in her 50s, reclines in her wheelchair with eyes closed and arms crossed.
Dennis, a nurse practitioner, evaluates Ann during a monthly health visit at her home.
Nurse practitioner Dennis, an older Black male, leans over Ann and presses on her stomach with one hand. The nurse practitioner wears a surgical mask and has a stethoscope around his neck. Nurse practitioner Dennis, an older Black male, leans over Ann and presses on her stomach with one hand. The nurse practitioner wears a surgical mask and has a stethoscope around his neck.
Ann sits at the group home in the late afternoon.
Ann sits in the living room illuminated by soft light. Mary is at left out of focus. A person is seen in shadow standing behind Mary. Ann sits in the living room illuminated by soft light. Mary is at left out of focus. A person is seen in shadow standing behind Mary.

Ann, now 72, is a keen observer who sits in the living room and watches the comings and goings of the house. She is the first voice to greet any visitor. She makes eye contact with a new or known face, delivering an emphasized, “Hello, how are you?”

It is a calm and peaceful home with six adult residents with developmental disabilities and two caregivers per shift.

Five of the six women are mostly non-verbal. But each resident makes her presence known.

Norberta, an older resident with a distinct fashion sense, asks one caregiver in Spanish if her mother purchased her necklace for her. Juliette, one of the youngest of the group, paces around Ann, who continues to take in the movement around her. Ann loves babies and young children and sits by the window yelling “baby” as children are dropped off at a nearby day care. On warm afternoons, Mary, the house aide, takes Ann to the front of the house to watch cars, pedestrians, and clouds move by. “Look, Ann, a plane,” says Mary, as she runs her fingers through Ann’s hair, gathering each short, gray strand into a ponytail.

Ann’s bedroom, which she shares with another resident.
Two beds are on either side of a dresser that holds a small lamp, a Polaroid, a picture frame, and a flower pot. Ann’s bed is empty and her roommate Shawn lies in her own bed. On the wall above Ann’s bed, a sticker collage reads “Ann.” Above her roommate’s bed, stickers read “Shawn.” Two beds are on either side of a dresser that holds a small lamp, a Polaroid, a picture frame, and a flower pot. Ann’s bed is empty and her roommate Shawn lies in her own bed. On the wall above Ann’s bed, a sticker collage reads “Ann.” Above her roommate’s bed, stickers read “Shawn.”
Mary, an aide, assists Ann in her bedroom.
Mary, in scrubs and a surgical mask, stands beside Ann in front of Ann’s closet. Ann sits with only the back of her head seen. A soft light shines from the window in front of them, where a dresser with a small boombox and fan on top sits. Mary, in scrubs and a surgical mask, stands beside Ann in front of Ann’s closet. Ann sits with only the back of her head seen. A soft light shines from the window in front of them, where a dresser with a small boombox and fan on top sits.
Ann sits in the living room of her home.
Ann sits smiling with head bowed and eyes looking down in a close up against the black background of her chair. Ann sits smiling with head bowed and eyes looking down in a close up against the black background of her chair.

The home is funded through Medi-Cal, California’s Medicaid program. For the most part, Ann’s health care providers all see her at her home. Her medications are also delivered directly to her.

At-home services allow for minimal stress and disruption. “It is definitely the ideal model to have service providers be able to come into the house, especially when mobility is an issue and transportation is an issue,” said Darlene. Ann only needs to go to appointments at medical centers three times per year.

Most Americans are like Ann: They would prefer to receive long-term care in their home or community. For many Americans, Medicaid eligibility provides the only opportunity to afford these kinds of services when they need them.

Transportation is a major hurdle for Ann in getting to appointments. For Ann, an ACCESS ride — door-to-door transportation for adults with disabilities — is three times longer than a trip in a conventional car.

However, there are also barriers associated with Medicaid. Residents of group homes who solely have Medi-Cal often contend with a dearth of service providers who are willing to see them. Providers are sometimes more willing to accept Medicare patients, given the higher payment rates associated with this insurance program.

“She is lucky to have access to both [Medicare and Medicaid],” said Darlene, the home’s administrator. “It opens up some more avenues for her, especially if she wants to see a specialist.” Darlene prefers that Ann go out mainly for education or leisure.

Ann navigates in her wheelchair during lunch as Queen, an aide, stands behind her.
Ann looks to the side and smiles as she navigates the living room. Queen is out of focus behind Ann. On the couch behind Ann, also out of focus, sit Juliet and another housemate.
Steve, a bus driver, helps Ann onto the transport bus in front of her home before commuting to AbleArtsWork.
Steve, a Black male, pushes Ann in her wheelchair onto the ramp of a small transport bus parked in front of a single story home on a residential street. Two caregivers in scrubs wait with another resident, who sits in a wheelchair, under a blue sky. Steve, a Black male, pushes Ann in her wheelchair onto the ramp of a small transport bus parked in front of a single story home on a residential street. Two caregivers in scrubs wait with another resident, who sits in a wheelchair, under a blue sky.

Transportation is a major hurdle for Ann in getting to appointments. For Ann, an ACCESS ride — door-to-door transportation for adults with disabilities — is three times longer than a trip in a conventional car.

Jesse, program director at AbleArtsWork, and Stephanie, an instructor, bring Ann into the circle of participants during a dance party at AbleArtsWork’s location in Hawthorne.
Stephanie, a Hispanic woman in her 30s, pulls Ann forward into group activity at a studio space. Jesse, a biracial Asian male in his 30s, pushes Ann from behind. Ann holds a beaded noise maker as she is maneuvered into a spot among a crowd of other artists who dance, sing, and hold maracas. Art fills the walls and lanterns hang from the ceiling. Stephanie, a Hispanic woman in her 30s, pulls Ann forward into group activity at a studio space. Jesse, a biracial Asian male in his 30s, pushes Ann from behind. Ann holds a beaded noise maker as she is maneuvered into a spot among a crowd of other artists who dance, sing, and hold maracas. Art fills the walls and lanterns hang from the ceiling.
Ann embraces Dani, an art instructor, while Juliet holds Dani's hand as they gather at a table at AbleArtsWork in Hawthorne.
Ann smiles and embraces Dani, a white person with brown hair in her 20s, as they sit at a table in an art studio. Juliet, a white woman in her 40s, stands behind Dani with one hand on Dani’s shoulder and another holding Dani’s outstretched hand. Ann smiles and embraces Dani, a white person with brown hair in her 20s, as they sit at a table in an art studio. Juliet, a white woman in her 40s, stands behind Dani with one hand on Dani’s shoulder and another holding Dani’s outstretched hand.
Ann sits with participants during collaborative painting.
Ann as she sits at a table with a group of artists and an instructor as they paint together on a large white canvas. At another table at left, an instructor sits and draws with two participants. Behind them a poster reads “Welcome, May all who enter as guests leave here as friends.” Ann as she sits at a table with a group of artists and an instructor as they paint together on a large white canvas. At another table at left, an instructor sits and draws with two participants. Behind them a poster reads “Welcome, May all who enter as guests leave here as friends.”

Ann’s wellness isn’t only about her health care, but also about the activities that bring her joy and stoke her creativity. Every weekday morning, Ann attends AbleArtsWork, an art and music day program for adults with developmental disabilities located in a converted warehouse.

In a studio with piano, drums, and a record-covered wall, Mollie, a music therapist, plays an acoustic guitar as she kneels in front of each participant and sings, “Hello, how are you today?” She adds their names in turn, followed with harmony singing.

Ann reacts most enthusiastically to classical and jazz piano. During a remote class, Ann’s wandering gaze focuses sharply on her tablet when an instructor announces that he will play an excerpt of a Mozart concerto.

Ann also participates in visual arts activities. “It is where I’ve seen her voice come out the most,” said Stephanie, Ann’s long-term visual arts instructor.

Ann rides the transport bus with her neighbor, Juliet.
Ann is seen through the tinted windows of a transport bus behind friend Juliet. Sunlight illuminates both. Ann is seen through the tinted windows of a transport bus behind friend Juliet. Sunlight illuminates both.
Ann sits on the back porch of her home.
Ann sits on the back patio as light shines through the leaves on a tree. The shadows of a fence and her wheelchair are projected around Ann on the concrete. Another home is seen in the background. Ann sits on the back patio as light shines through the leaves on a tree. The shadows of a fence and her wheelchair are projected around Ann on the concrete. Another home is seen in the background.

Ann’s strength is two-dimensional collage; she often cuts photographs of babies in various emotional states from magazines and pastes them in the center of the page. Her collage work expresses a layered language around innocence, hunger, femininity, and luminance. Her pieces contain recurring images of able-bodied women, food, children, and lightbulbs.

As if constructing a collage of her own, care supervisor Darlene over the years has woven together strands of information to understand Ann’s needs and preferences. Darlene helps make decisions on Ann’s behalf, along with a case manager at Regional Center, an agency contracted through the California Department of Disability. When it comes to serious medical decisions, a physician through Regional Center is involved in the conversation.

All people, but especially those with complex needs like dual-eligible individuals, need support to navigate their care. Studies from the Health and MIND Institute at the University of California Davis reveal that supported decision-making from trusted partners can provide a sense of self-determination and autonomy. The majority of dual-eligible enrollees who have an intellectual disability rely on designated representatives or family caregivers to manage their care.

Ann often says only a few words each day; her main form of communication is touch. Her affection for others comes forth in her enveloping, locked embraces in which she wraps her arms around a person’s head, often for a few minutes. Physical closeness is Ann’s main form of expression with those she cares about the most, and she primarily embraces other women. One afternoon, Norberta, her neighbor from across the hall, wheeled herself past Ann. Happy to see Norberta, Ann reached forward for a hug. Norberta shook her head and quickly rolled herself away. Ann was not discouraged. She continued to smile. She knew someone else would want her embrace.

“She is the love bug of the house,” said Darlene.

Ann looks to the street from inside her home.
Ann is seen close up on the right side of her face. Her blue eye looks forward, her brow is furrowed and her gray hair falls to each side of her face. Ann is seen close up on the right side of her face. Her blue eye looks forward, her brow is furrowed and her gray hair falls to each side of her face.

The home is a subtle space of women empowerment where women providers are in conversation with women residents about their needs. During the last three years of the pandemic, these forged bonds were even more vital, as residents were cut off entirely from their outside routines and communities.

The pandemic was particularly harsh for residents of intermediate and long-term care communities. Residents of the home who were easily stimulated preferred the isolation, while the lack of social connection stunted other residents, like Ann, who thrive on social interaction.

Ann has lived in Southern California congregate living for at least 20 years. Prior to moving into her current community, she lived at a large developmental center in Orange County that took an institutional approach to those with developmental disabilities. The facility is now closed. Individual group homes allow residents to feel like they are living in a house, like anyone else, with support.

When Ann moved from her previous residence, she almost never spoke. Most care providers did not know she could verbally communicate. “I had to convince people that she could speak,” said Darlene. Over the past 15 years, as Ann has grown to feel safer, she has flourished and resumed using her own voice.

Care providers now interact with Ann through short phrases and facial expressions. They encourage her to use her words and make her own choices, starting with deciding between a red or pink shirt in the morning.

“I’ve noticed that she’s really finding her voice,” said Darlene. “I think it's still a process, and she’s still growing.”

Untangling the Net is Possible

Melissa and Ann's experiences reflect flaws in the U.S. health care system that Arnold Ventures and its partners seek to address. Join us to learn more about what's possible:

Who is the dual-eligible population and what are their needs?

What policy solutions exist to improve care for people like Melissa and Ann through greater Medicare-Medicaid integration?

What has Arnold Ventures learned from consumers and consumer advocates about how integration can support their needs?

Production: Arnold Ventures, CatchLight, Upstatement, and Perkins Access
Photography and story: Isadora Kosofsky