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Mr. Unlucky’s Almanack

Do the aphorisms and observations of Benjamin franklin and his Poor Richard still apply, or are we beyond hope and salvation?



It’s a strange world we live in. Back in the 1980s, when most of us had indemnity insurance policies with $100 and $200 yearly deductibles, health care was convenient and affordable. I went through a typical runaround, however, with eye doctors’ debating whether I had glaucoma. After three specialists and tons of tests, they concluded I didn’t have the disease, just eyeballs that look like I do.

Enter the 2000s and a generous PPO plan at work. Along with the plan and free choice, I chose a new primary care physician, who recommended an opthamologist visit. I went, and this 80something fretted over and over about how my eyeballs looked. Off I went for five in-depth, expensive tests. The results came back as four no evidences of glaucoma and one saying I might have it in the left eye. Armed with this one test (actually one-half), the old coot peered again into my eyes and this time was able to define, without a doubt, the type of glaucoma I had. I’ve been on two sets of eyedrops everyday since.

Enter my unemployment and my low-paying HMO plan that I can barely afford. Enter also a new eye doctor. This time (after a careful examination of my insurance policy), the doctor concluded that my eyeballs just looked like they had glaucoma but really didn’t. Money does talk, does it?

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