This is my 548th post, and it will likely be my last. I will never find a survivor story as powerful as Pat Conroy’s The Death of Santini. He captured the survivor experience powerfully, poetically, and brilliantly. He helped me appreciate that there isn’t likely to be a golden rainbow at the end of our arduous paths. I didn’t want to hear that message, but I think it was time for me to accept that the best most of us will do is soldier on.
My health has been in grave jeopardy since June 1 due to rampant Medicaid and HUD fraud by Compass Health. I have done my very best to get someone within government to hold them accountable, but it is quite clear to me that corruption is tolerated. I knew this when I was with the judge. Hell, I knew this when I practiced law in Chicago. It’s why I quit.
I had hoped when I worked on Rep. Suzan DelBene’s campaign last year that she could and would make a difference. She was highly effective at getting the VAWA reauthorized, but her district staff is long on rhetoric and short results. It’s ironic that I got an e-mail message from her bragging about her ability to deliver just yesterday.
I was hospitalized on Friday because my blood pressure was in the stroke range. I can’t keep fighting with bureaucrats who don’t give a damn whether I live or die. I can’t handle realizing that they don’t give a shit.
Update: Rep. Suzan DelBene kicked butt, and my Medicaid complaint is on its way to the Attorney General’s office. Thank God. At long last. Thank you, Suzan. Bless you.
I don’t know why I went to law school. I hate fighting with people. And, I’m damned sick of fighting to survive.
So, dear ones, I’m pulling the plug. I will keep this site live because it has been helpful to over 450,000 from every country on the planet. But, I can’t do this anymore.
I need to invest my energies in enjoying life. I thought that when I became eligible for Medicare on November 1 that this would lead to a solution. But, I have discovered that it merely opens the door to more nightmares. Quite frankly, I don’t think anyone should bitch about ObamaCares because it works a hell of a lot more effectively than Medicare. I was theoretically insured on November 1, but a series of perpetual screw-ups by Humana means that I’m unable to access my prescriptions, see my PCP, or get my beloved C-Pap machine back.
I wish all of you well. You have made my heart sing with your support and encouragement. May God bless you all abundantly.