ObamaCare stinks

DrB told me yesterday that the new ObamaCare insurance rules will put a financial burden on his company's nonprofit status and they will probably close their doors later this year.


I think I am still in shock over this announcement. I can't think beyond my own needs right now.


And we said goodbye and agreed that I will call if I need him. He said if there is no contact in the next six months, he will send my file to storage. He and Albert were so happy for me. I was dying inside and they were shaking hands.


I can't think very well right now. I want to have a screaming, crying fit but I can't pull up those emotions. I am abandoned. I am silent and dying inside. Yes, dying inside. Inside I am crumpled like a wad of paper with flames all around.


I have been abandoned.


I have no tears. I am a shell of a person and I have no feelings except that I thoroughly despise Obama and his LOUSY attempt to provide insurance for everyone.


I am a body that is empty and hurting and I'm afraid to face the fact that DrB is not treating me fairly. I should get to see him at least every two months and then transition to quarterly and then a check in if I decide I need it. No, he just booted me to the car. I died in the parking lot.


Wonderful Mary, all healed and ready to face the world on her own. That is not a true statement at all. Mary is now a shell, a covering holding her physical body and yet is dead.


and no one will tell DrB because he is so happy for me


I am dead
I am dead
I am dead






So, finally I called DrB and he returned my call. I made an appointment for April 21.


I feel much, much better after talking with him.


Slowly feeling good again. The depression is slowly disappearing.



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