One of our neighbors (a damn decent guy) has "stage 4" terminal cancer. The cancer is eating away at his body, his insurance, his wife's insurance, and their life savings. Doctors are hacking away at his body and all the interconnected organs of one type or another type and all that interconnected shit is what makes the human body tick. Guy is undergoing "therapies" that are intended to keep him alive for a "while longer." Doctors are keeping the man alive until all the insurance is used up, all their savings are gone, and then so will the man. Be gone. Some cruel and unusual torture from a nation that prides itself on torture as medicine and medical "procedures" that are designed to separate you from every last goddamn thing that has value and that includes bank savings, ancillary accounts, properties, and existence. I wouldn't go through that and not even if some doctor insisted. I am of the mind that you play the hand your dealt and that is that. Make yourself comfortable as possible and IF you wake up to a new day ... enjoy that for what it is. Now for Monday machine art.
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I worked for a number of years at a teaching hospital. mostly in the behind the scenes positions in the hospital that if not being worked, well, the hospital wouldn't work. period. anyway, I've known medical operatives that will gladly treat your ailments as long as they get paid. no money ... no hope ... and you'll be left to die quite matter of fact. the medical shit is goddamn pricey by the way. 😐
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