Taking you through a medical journey - without insurance, again…
In a previous post "Sicko = Excellent Propaganda Film", I described my impressions of health care, by relating the story of what happened, when I broke my back almost two years ago. By coincidence, I am still uninsured and recently found myself going to the hospital. (disclaimer: I'm loaded up on painkillers right now, I take no responsibility for grammar or coherence)...
So this past Thursday I found myself (like most Thursdays this sumer) playing softball on the mall, within sight of many a national monument. It was the top of the second, my team, the Muckrackers, was already behind by three runs. I stepped up - prophetically told someone that their smoking was going to cause me ...
