Well, health is certainly fragile. No, Bonnie is not going to die. But often things come up that cause concern, or require a doctor to evaluate the reasons why things happen.
Earlier this Spring, I had a colonoscopy. Well, I am past the age of having that done. It is something that looks into places that no one can see. Well, Bonnie has something that needs to be checked to see what is happening in a place that no one can see. Whenever that kind of action is needed, it requires professionals who charge for everything. I mean every doctor charges for standing on a scale to check your weight. I mean come on. I could check my weight at home. They charge for looking in your ears and in your mouth. Often they ask you to choke, or at least cough. Then they charge you for that.
I know they charge you for entering their office whether they ever even talk to you. You see, they have to pay the poor secretary and nurse for writing your name down on a piece of paper. I am sure they pay them by the hour, so if you have a long last name, then you will be charged more than if your name was Zo.
They charge you for sticking a needle in your arm. They charge you for putting a sticky band aide on your arm after taking your blood. They charge you for not paying the same day as you get all this detailed, complicated service. I believe they also have a parking lot attendant watching where you park and how long your car is in their stall, and then they add that to your bill when you leave.
They, the doctors, all have it worked out. They only work three days week, for the rest of the week they are on the golf greens and driving in their Mercedes to LA to see to their distant cousin who is having traumatic stress on how fast the train goes in Disneyland. It is an emergency, thus they have to go, and we pay for it with these "needed" costs.
Because of all these things I have mentioned, Bonnie will go see one of these wonderful doctors next Wednesday to see how much they can charge her for just talking to her about those unseen places where something is happening and no one knows about it. They will talk and I will pay. They will suggest, and I will pay. She will park in their lot and I will pay. They may give her a very inexpensive pill, but even though they give her a pill, I will pay.
You see, that is why we may be waiting for another sixteen months to go on our mission. With all those required, wasted, needed actions of the doctors and nurses, we may not be out of the debt we have for quite some time.
Those of my readers who know Bonnie, please pray for her next Wednesday, that they will decide what is going on inside where no one sees, and perhaps add a little glance upwards asking that the parking cost on top of the other fees I will be paying will be a very small added portion of my upcoming bill. Thanks for that...
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