@Farside99—-You are absolutely right. Thanks to my HMO instituting outrageous “cost-sharing/co-insurance” in response to the so-called Affordable Care Act, I CAN’T afford the surgeries I need.
@whiteheron—I don’t have any happy thoughts about this topic either.
My parents used to love to camp and travel. She said that when my father retired they had planed to do a lot of traveling. And they did! To the doctor’s office and back home, then back to the doctor then back home, and then back to the doctor and back home…with an occasional trip to the dentist or hospital thrown in for good measure!
As I was saying over the weekend to a friend of mine who used to be a gigging singer, we’re at the age where a new hip joint isn’t the site of our next gig, it’s the name of our next surgery.
Templo S.U.D. almost 9 years ago
it ain’t easy keeping yourself in shape
Farside99 almost 9 years ago
Worse is that you need to stretch it out until you can afford the deductibles.
whiteheron almost 9 years ago
He’ll get all that done, start to feel better, and boom die of a heart attack.(Ain’t I just the little happy thought guy! )
Satiricat almost 9 years ago
@Farside99—-You are absolutely right. Thanks to my HMO instituting outrageous “cost-sharing/co-insurance” in response to the so-called Affordable Care Act, I CAN’T afford the surgeries I need.
@whiteheron—I don’t have any happy thoughts about this topic either.
LuvThemPluggers almost 9 years ago
Missus is thinking, “But we really need new living room furniture!”
ladylagomorph76 almost 9 years ago
My parents used to love to camp and travel. She said that when my father retired they had planed to do a lot of traveling. And they did! To the doctor’s office and back home, then back to the doctor then back home, and then back to the doctor and back home…with an occasional trip to the dentist or hospital thrown in for good measure!
neverenoughgold almost 9 years ago
I don’t know which is more depressing, today’s comic or today’s comments…
K M almost 9 years ago
As I was saying over the weekend to a friend of mine who used to be a gigging singer, we’re at the age where a new hip joint isn’t the site of our next gig, it’s the name of our next surgery.