Hand up or hand out?

I received a phone call from the hospital asking me how the service was. You don’t get a card in the mail to fill out anymore a real live person calls and asks your opinion. I told the person my pee pee story and could swear I felt a smile over the phone. I let her know that while I thought it was common for this to happen, a note to the patient or family that they had just messed their pants would be nice. In addition, if they could supply you with some disposable drawers that could add to the level of customer service received….just a thought.

So I get my bandages off and my boobs are not exactly what I thought they would be. They are firm, but the swelling is overshadowing the perkiness and I don’t have a real nipple. I know TMI….I have a flap of skin hanging from each boob in preparation for the nipple. It’s quite an intricate process one that I am learning to embrace. I actually thought I would care what I look like….but I don’t. My come to Jesus meeting some weeks ago has me focused on inner beauty. It’s nice to feel like a woman again, even if it’s not all the way, but it’s better to be alive than care what my boobs look like….

So what’s all the hoopla over healthcare? I received an email from someone today regarding President Obama’s plan on healthcare and how bad it is. First let me say if anybody sends out political emails from your work address please stop. Your company is paying you to work. Second, do the research on who you are sending the email to. If anyone needed a health care plan it’s the Hunley house and I could care less whose name is attached to it. This is not ignorance….it’s desperation. This is not about democrat or republican it’s about saving a life. Socialism? Hahaha….what is Medicare? Medicaid? Food Stamps? VA benefits? Section 8 housing? As my friend Quiana says…the U.S. government is the biggest master planned community this planet has. I don’t think what she said is funny it’s just the truth….

I haven’t always been a part of the needy in America…..and I currently have a great job. It’s just that our society would rather pay millions to athletes than teachers. So since I have no chance of making the defensive line for the Cardinals, you know the short thing gets in the way….I’ll stick to teaching.

So the lesson I gave this person is while you want me to believe that a plan that was so called generated by President Obama is some sort of evil plot to move our society into socialism, I say doing nothing will lead me into poverty. The Kennedy bill (I said I wasn’t ignorant) is 1000 pages long and hopefully someone who is voting on this bill will read it, tweak it and oh heaven’s yes actually pass it. I do not plan on being in my financial situation forever, but my goodness while I am there does it have to be a horrible experience because I need help? So if you have a job, great, if you have healthcare, greater….don’t begrudge me because I ask for help in….SAVING MY LIFE…