I I only have 14 minutes to write a blog. I told Tom I would be in bed with the lights out by 10PM (so I really have 10ish). I hurriedly tried to complete George's requested turkey costume for tomorrow as well as Adeline and Cole's.... because if he has one, they'll want one, too. They're not finished but at least pinned. Nothing fancy. Old ripped up shirts and material on the back of colored t-shirts. Adeline's of course is pink.
It was Grandparent's Day at EB today. Grandma, Poppy, Babu, Adeline, Tom and I all came to "see" Cole and George sing in a stuffed, hot auditorium. Adeline couldn't see George (none of us could), so she made me sneak up closer on the floor. Cole spotted all of us separately and happily waved. Mom gave a speech for the school which was funny and went well.
Tom and I went from GP Day to our support groups. I strangely looked forward to it. The group is truly a slice of America. There are different levels of education, income levels, and upbringing. 2 of the 10 of us have no insurance and get free treatment at County Hospital. 1 of the 10 cannot afford her Cobra and is getting ready to ditch it for county. My insurance caps at $75,000 which is as good as not having insurance with cancer. 2 of the women are single mothers. 1 man has no one.
Our "American" attitude towards our health care system makes me insane. 3 out of 10 people are depending on high cost (the highest?) programs paid for by our taxes -- directly to the hospital. They cannot work. 2 of them are dying. How can anyone who has seen what cancer does to a family NOT support health care reform and a public option? WHY would we not use a more cost-effective method for covering these people and allow them some peace of mind as they die? Its inhuman.
I'm mad. And I'm late. 2 minutes.