walking wounded update

My knee still hurts. I probably did something to it. If it still hurts in November after Medicare kicks in I'll go to the doctor.  Actually, it's not my knee cap. The part below my kneecap is very sensitive.  The inside of my knee, where it bends, feels like someone tied a knot. That makes stairs and hills difficult. But I walked three miles today. It's mind over matter.

Monday I went to the eye doctor for my pre-surgery visit. I came home with all this crap. Retail one of the prescriptions would have been $158. I used Good Rx and got it down to $65 for all three.

This Monday is the surgery. Bonnie is taking me. I must have gotten a dozen calls yesterday about it. Three were about scheduling. First, it was 9:30, then 9:00 then 9:30 again. I got two additional calls with rules. Basically, the no makeup, deodorant, don't eat after midnight, etc. rules. Then they called and asked if I had bed-bugs or was in contact with anyone who had bed-bugs, or if I've just returned from a foreign county.

Everyone but the doctor wants their money upfront. The anesthesiologist wanted $200 right then and there. I had to give them my credit card number. Earlier in the week the surgery center called and told me I needed to bring $1,100 with me or they wouldn't it. Let's just say my Discover card is smoking right now. Thank goodness I'm getting some tax money back.

Healthcare in America is broken.