Friday, December 14, 2012

Definition of One Foot in the Grave

That's what it feels like to me anyway.  What I'm referring to is that I am now officially on Medicare.  Just had my 65th birthday.  You are required by law to apply and put yourself in the Medicare pool 90 days before that event.  Then you get bombarded by a billion Medicare supplemental policy providers.  Right before your birthday you get your actual card - a crappy piece of cardboard that is to big to fit in your wallet - way to go government.

Then you go to the doctor and you have the wonderful experience of letting folks know you are now part of the aging falling of the cliff population - not happy.

4 comments:

Pulisha said...

That's our government - personable down to the last detail! ;) Wish we could have made this birthday as special as your 60th, but being scattered across 3 continents made it a bit difficult this year.

Renee Michelle Goertzen said...

Sorry to hear it's such an unpleasant experience.

Is it okay if I'm a little bit happy about Medicare? It's not nearly enough, but I'm very glad that we have some medical coverage for a deserving and needy population.

alexis said...

happy birthday dad!!! Agree with Lisa, wish we could have done 60 all over again.

Bernice said...

Welcome to our group. Happy Birthday