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SENIOR CITIZENS BEWARE!

It appears some of us have lived to long for Obama and the “Demoncrats” (not misspelled). For anyone over 70 life will be limited, like it or not. I received this from another old friend Allan Moore and just want to share it with as many as possible. Even though you may be younger, growing older may be government limited. Thank your Congressman that gave us the medical finger wave the doctor used to perform. My local hospital administrator commented on this and said it appeared that he should have been to the ER. She also told me there were some circumstances where medical observations could have been covered by Medicare. Regardless life for us old people will never be the same until Congress straightens out this can of worms no one seems to understand.  Seniors it looks like it’s time to get your funeral arrangements completed. C Brewer

Letter from a senior gentleman in Mesa, Arizona:

Dear Family, Friends, Neighbors, and former Classmates, I just found myself in the middle of a medical situation that made it very clear that “the Affordable Care Act” is neither affordable, nor do they care.

I’ll go back about seven years ago to a fairly radical prostate surgery that I underwent.  The Urologist (a personal Friend) who performed the surgery was very concerned that it was cancer, though I wasn’t told this until the lab report revealed it was benign.

Since that procedure, I have experienced numerous urinary tract infections, UTI’s.  Since I had never had a “UTI” prior to the prostate surgery, I assumed that it is one of the side effects from surgery, an assumption since confirmed by my Family Doctor.

The weekend of March 8-9, I was experiencing all the symptoms of another bout of UTI.  By Monday afternoon the infection had hit with full force.  Knowing that all I needed was an antibiotic, I went to an Urgent Care Center in Mesa, AZ, to provide a specimen a requirement for getting the prescription.

After waiting 45 minutes to see the Doctor, I started getting very nauseous and light headed.

I went to the Receptionist to ask where the bathroom was, as I felt that I was going to throw up.  I was told that I would have to wait for the Doctor because I would have to leave a specimen and they didn’t want me in the bathroom without first seeing him.

That was when the lights went out.  My next awareness was that of finding myself on the floor (in the waiting room) having violent dry heaves, and very confused.  At this point, I tried to stand up but couldn’t make it, and they made it very clear they weren’t going to let me get up until the ambulance got there.  By the way, when you’re waiting to see the Doctor and you pass out, you get very prompt attention.

Now, “the rest of the story”, and the reason for sending this to so many of you.

I was taken to the nearest hospital, to emergency.  Once there, I was transported to an emergency examination room.  Once I had removed my clothes and donned one of those lovely hospital gowns, I finally got to see a Doctor.  I asked “what is going on?  I’m just having a UTI.  Just get me the proper medication and let me go home.”  He told me that my symptoms presented the possibility of sepsis, a potentially deadly migration of Toxins, and that they needed to run several tests to determine how far the infection had migrated.

For the next 3 hours I was subjected to several tests, blood draws, EKG’s, and demands for specimens.  At about 7:30 the nurse came back to my room to inform me that one of the tests takes 1- 2 days to complete.  I asked if they (the results) could be emailed, at which point she informed me that I wouldn’t need them emailed because I wasn’t going anywhere.  I started arguing with her, but was told, “If you don’t start behaving, I’ll start taking your temperature rectally,” at which point I became a perfect gentleman.  I did tell her I wanted to see the doctor because I had no intention of staying overnight.

Now, this is what I want each of you to understand.  Please read these next sentences carefully.  The doctor finally came in to inform me that he was going to admit me.  I said, “Are you admitting me for treatment or for observation?”  He told me that I would be admitted for observation. I said, “Doctor, correct me if I’m wrong, but if you admit me for observation, my Medicare will not pay anything.  This due to the Affordable Care Act.”   He said,”That’s right, it won’t.”

I then grabbed for my bag of clothing and said, “Then I’m going home.”  He said you’re really too sick to be going home, but I understand your position.  This health program is going to hit seniors especially hard.

The doctor then left the room and I started getting dressed.  I was just getting ready to put my shoes on when another doctor (the closer) came into the room.  He saw me dressed and said, “Where do you think you are going?”  I simply said “I’m going home.”  To which he replied, quite vociferously, “No you aren’t.  I said, “Doc, you and I both know that under the “Affordable Care Act” anyone on Medicare who is admitted to a hospital for observation will be responsible for the bill.  Medicare won’t pay a cent.”

At which point he nodded in affirmation.  I said, “You will either admit me for a specific treatment or you won’t admit me.”  Realizing he wasn’t going to win this one, he said he would prepare my release papers.  A few minutes later, the discharge nurse came to my room to have me sign the necessary papers, relieving them from any responsibility.  I told her I wasn’t trying to be obstinate, but I wasn’t going to be burdened with the full (financial) responsibility for my hospital stay.

After making sure the door was closed, she said, “I don’t blame you at all, I would do the same thing.”  She went on to say, “You wouldn’t believe the people who elect to leave for the same reasons, people who are deathly sick, people who have to be wheeled out on a gurney.”  She further said, “The ‘Affordable Care Act’ is going to be a disaster for seniors. Yet, if you are in this country illegally, and have no coverage, you will be covered in full.”

This is not internet hype folks, this is real.  I just experienced it personally.

Moving right along, this gets worse.

Today I went to a (required) follow up appointment with my Arizona Family Practitioner.  Since my white count was pretty high, the follow up was important.  During the visit, I shared the experience at emergency, and that I had refused to be admitted.  His response was, “I don’t blame you at all, I would have done the same thing.”  He went on to say that the colonoscopy and other procedures are probably going to be dropped from coverage for those over 70.”

I told him that I had heard that the “Affordable Care Act” would no longer pay for cancer treatment for those 76 and older, is that true?  His understanding is that it is true.  The more I hear, and experience the Affordable Care Act, the more I’m beginning to see that we seniors are nothing more than an inconvenience, and the sooner they can get rid of us the better off they’ll be.

We can have an impact on this debacle by letting everyone in Congress know that their responsibility is to the constituents, not the president and not the lobbyists.  We need to let them ALL know that they are in office to serve and to look after the BEST INTERESTS of “we the people,” their employers, and not to become self-serving Bureaucrats who serve only out of greed.  And if they don’t seem to understand this simple logic, we should fire them. However, our vote is becoming useless!

REMEMBER: Demand your hospital admission is for TREATMENT and NOT for OBSERVATION!

SEND THIS TO EVERY SENIOR AND ALL MILITARY (ACTIVE OR VET) AND LET THEM KNOW THIS IS HOW OUR REPRESENTATIVES ON CAPITOL HILL TREAT THOSE WHO RISK IT ALL SO THEY CAN SIT UP THERE AND ENJOY ALL THE BENEFITS THEY EXEMPT FROM THE REST OF US.

This is sad.  C Brewer

 

GO FOR A RUN IN THE RAIN!

This has been a hectic week for the Brewers. After a week of company we had to make a three hour drive last Sunday to watch an old and dear friend, Mr. Prentice Holder celebrate his 100th birthday Monday in Baytown Texas. We enjoyed visiting our daughter, Lisa and granddaughter, Emma before another three hour drive home Tuesday.

Rain has been our constant companion this month and Wednesday morning I went fishing with John Sommers and it started a light rain and he asked me if I was ready to go in and I said no. Less than five minutes later the rain was so heavy you could not see 50 feet and we raced through the rain to my boat house and got soaked. During the trip back the rain was painful hitting our faces and when we got inside the boat house we both had a long laugh.

Fishing was terrible as the lake is above full and the water is muddy. So far this month we have had over 17.5 inches of rain, golf was near impossible, as I said fishing was no good and we had over 7 inches of rain just this week. When I got up this morning I was tired and a little despondent with the exception of a wonderful birthday party and a chance to see our siblings, this week was a bummer.

So I decided to take some time to read some 200 E messages that I received in the last two days and thankfully found the following message from my friends, Mike & Emma Cobb. Reading the story below made me realize how lucky I am to still just be alive.

It made me remember the events in my life with children and how fragile and inquisitive they can be. In addition to having 44 children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, I have a 10 year old pen-pal in Pennsylvania, Miss Emily Perser.   

I have no idea who wrote this message or if it is actually true. It did impact me to share this with as many people as possible and it put a smile back on my old wrinkled face. I hope you will smile, remember your events with children and have a wonderful day. The sun just came out here for the first time in five days, what a happy event. C Brewer  

A MOM RESPONDS TO HER DAUGHTER.

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.

It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there, under the awning, just inside the door of Wal-Mart.

We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.

I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, ‘Mom let’s run through the rain,’ She said.

‘What?’ Mom asked.

‘Let’s run through the rain!’ She repeated.

‘No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit,’ Mom replied.

This young child waited a minute and repeated: ‘Mom, let’s run through the rain….’

‘We’ll get soaked if we do,’ Mom said.

‘No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning,’ the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom’s arm.

‘This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?

”Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ‘ If God can get us through this, He can get us through anything!

The entire crowd stopped dead silent… I swear you couldn’t hear anything but the rain… We all stood silently. No one left. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.

Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

‘Honey, you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If GOD lets us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,’ Mom said.

Then off they ran.

We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They got soaked.

They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories…So, don’t forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories every day.

To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

Send this to the people you’ll never forget and remember to also send it to the person who sent it to you. It’s a short message to let them know that you’ll never forget them.

If you don’t send it to anyone, it means you’re in a hurry.

Take the time to live!!!

Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you’ll need each other and don’t forget to run in the rain!

Thanks Mike & Emma, you made my day!  CB

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