AlyoshaKaramazov had an interesting diary yesterday where he proposed that we share uplifting thoughts or stories that celebrate what we stand for as well as focusing on our problems. So here is my story ... I had started it and then just left it in the drafts because it is a little cheesy.
I had a birthday earlier this month ... the almost perfect birthday. I got cards and calls from my children and friends ... but my birth family ignored it so I did not have to be polite, do the pretty with them and then be upset all day. So it was a good day ... I got my hair done, my daughter took me and her ninth month old twins to the zoo in OKC and then to supper. It was low key and relaxed just the way I like to celebrate things.
When I turned 50, I went to a seminar on "Death and Grieving" and joined AARP. I thought it hilarious to thumb my nose at age and convention and say "Here I am! Fat, sassy and 50! Woo hoo
This time, I reached the magic age of 65 ... and my real celebration. I went to a Medicare first appointment ... and it cost me nothing, $0, zip!!! Then I got my prescriptions and those cost me $73. Double woohoo! It was wonderful.
For the previous 6 years, I had been uninsured and paying out of pocket for my meds and my medical care. I worried every month about how things were going to work since my meds had been going up and up ... not because they were new meds but because the manufacturers could up the price whenever they wanted. It was such a relief to know that for a set amount (including the donut hole), I could rest easy about my medical care. It was liberating ... I could make plans and even hope that I could achieve them. It was the best.
Then BOOM! Paul Ryan comes back to say that Social Security and Medicare need to be on the table for the government shutdown and the debt ceiling talks! Was that a downer ... just when you think you might be OK for a while, the Rethugs want to kick me behind my knees and bring me down. This wasn't so great.