Yesterday I went to the doctor's office. It was routine, scheduled months in advance, but still it loomed on the horizon like an unseen Elvis ready to jump out at you. I'm pretty sure I've never used the phrase "unseen Elvis" before. But anyway, you get the idea. There's a giant mountain sized Elvis Presley just out of sight over the horizon and he might jump out at you any minute. It's unsettling. That's what going to the doctor is like for me.
I suppose it's worth the $30 co-pay to have my weight checked, my heart & lungs listened to, blood pressure checked, answer a couple of questions about this or that, get some blood work done then make an appointment for a physical in a few months. If we didn't have to pay close to $1,000 a month for the privilage of paying $30.00 for a doctor's visit I wouldn't mind it so much. (Individual insurance plans are expensive, for those who don't know)
Normally, the office calls with the result of my blood work the next day, usually in the morning. So far they haven't called. It means nothing. I reckon. I'm sure I'll find out. Anyway, unless the blood says something different, it appears I'll live a while longer.
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I do hope all is well.
A thousand a month? I just don't know how folks do it. We are lucky to have a $150 left at the end of the month. I have yet to find a insurance that fits our budget. Even if I was, then I wouldn't be able to go to the doctor cause of the copay.
You are very lucky to afford such a luxury.
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