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Someday…

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Someday…

Joyce from Minnesota has reluctantly agreed to let me share the lovely poem she sent me yesterday, responding to my last two posts.  In it, Joyce puts into words what I’ve been trying to say for years:

Pat,

Someday, we won’t have to spend what precious time we have left on earth to pour through medical application forms and documents to find out what’s covered and what’s not. 

Someday, we won’t have to be an “intellectual genius” to figure out when to apply for Medicare Part B, frantically keeping our proof of credible insurance, so that we’re not charged the 10% extra per year for Medicare Part B for every year we didn’t have it.

Someday, we won’t have to spend time figuring out whether it’s better to keep our private insurance, (yes it is) if we’re lucky enough to have it, rather than going with a supplement and Medicare Parts A & B and worrying about diving into the donut hole in January, only to come up for air and find out that 5% of our catastrophic drug is not covered… let’s see that’s another $400.00 a month… surprise!

Someday, we won’t have to continually worry about whether next year we can afford our private insurance–those of us lucky enough to have it.

Someday, we won’t have to worry about, “Can we keep the same Doctor, please!  The one that saved my life!”

Someday, we won’t be living on the financial “edge” of things.   I didn’t choose to be disabled!

Some day, I won’t be so angry about this!

Someday, move over; I might be forced into the human services line. Yikes!

Some day, I wish I would wake up and this would just all be a bad dream. Some day, I pray that all of this is easier for all of us.

Thanks for your post today.

No, thank you, Joyce!   Heartfelt, poignant and real.

“I didn’t choose to be disabled.”  She writes.  So true.  I’m tearing up now…

Let me close by adding this:

I didn’t choose to have multiple myeloma–and it’s not my fault!

Feel good and keep smiling!  Pat