I Am Glad People Can't Read My Thoughts
If anybody COULD, I think I might be run out of town.
As an adult, I've learned to hold my tongue more often than I'd like, but usually the look in my eyes gives me away. When my brother found out I had no life insurance to speak of, he brought me an application. While I was scanning it over, he said, "And you have to go see a doctor when you fill that out, you know."
That took the cake, the frosting, and the candles. I had no primary doctor, was decently healthy, and I had no transportation to GET THERE. I thanked him, threw the application out when he left, and went with AARP and Colonial Penn. That was eight, no nine years ago, and I (knock wood) have no need to call on it. The same thing with Medicare. I added the Supplemental this past weekend, and when he found out I was talking about it (I have six weeks to my 65th birthday) he said he had added "B" to his wife's "A". I went with United Health Care and they have a program that costs you nothing if you use Walgreens Drug as the tie-in. I'm still not on prescription drugs, but it's comforting to know it's THERE if I want it/need it. (There is a tie-in with AARP).
I guess he means well, but I don't think the way he does. How many times have I heard, "What did you do it THAT way for?" Countless - and he doesn't really care about the explanation either, "If you can/t do it my way, it's wrong."
That's what he's thinking - but I let that sleeping dog lie. I can see it in his eyes that he thinks I believe everything he tells me. I open the selective screen door of my mind, bring in what I need or want to hear, and close the door again and leave the rest on the porch. It's the ONLY way to handle it.
As an adult, I've learned to hold my tongue more often than I'd like, but usually the look in my eyes gives me away. When my brother found out I had no life insurance to speak of, he brought me an application. While I was scanning it over, he said, "And you have to go see a doctor when you fill that out, you know."
That took the cake, the frosting, and the candles. I had no primary doctor, was decently healthy, and I had no transportation to GET THERE. I thanked him, threw the application out when he left, and went with AARP and Colonial Penn. That was eight, no nine years ago, and I (knock wood) have no need to call on it. The same thing with Medicare. I added the Supplemental this past weekend, and when he found out I was talking about it (I have six weeks to my 65th birthday) he said he had added "B" to his wife's "A". I went with United Health Care and they have a program that costs you nothing if you use Walgreens Drug as the tie-in. I'm still not on prescription drugs, but it's comforting to know it's THERE if I want it/need it. (There is a tie-in with AARP).
I guess he means well, but I don't think the way he does. How many times have I heard, "What did you do it THAT way for?" Countless - and he doesn't really care about the explanation either, "If you can/t do it my way, it's wrong."
That's what he's thinking - but I let that sleeping dog lie. I can see it in his eyes that he thinks I believe everything he tells me. I open the selective screen door of my mind, bring in what I need or want to hear, and close the door again and leave the rest on the porch. It's the ONLY way to handle it.
61-69, F
