The Cost of Spending Three-and-One-Half Days in Hell
Having made poor choices for careers, my wife and I, ages 78 and 74, have no retirement other than Social Security. When we reached the age making us eligible for Medicare, we had to make a choice: pay for “part B,” or pay our mortgage. I never understood why, after working for more than 40 years, paying into Social Security and Medicare, why I had to pay premiums to have health insurance. Only in America. Last year my wife found something we could afford. It is a program designed for low-income Americans who have no health insurance, or in our case only Medicare part A. Let me warn you, this is a relatively long, but true story. I understand if you choose not to continue. I had to get this story off my chest. Beginning in 2020, the strength in my legs began to diminish, and the pain in my lower back escalated. I still don’t know if it was caused by Covid-19 or something else. In early August of this year, as I prepared for bed, I was unable to get off the toilet. For a couple of hours...