Hillary Swank has nothing on me when it comes to being the Million Dollar Baby. Step over Hillary, because I've surpassed this amount in medical care costs. Between my medicines, ambulance rides, hospital stays at the Albany Medical Center Inn and doctor's visits, I am way beyond this threshold.
A three day stay at Albany Inn costs at least $50,000. You should see the accommodations-a broken bed that had me sliding to the bottom, a shared bathroom filled with medical paraphernalia, a cubby hole for clothes, a window that looked out on another roof-what a charming view, the roar of a helicopter saving lives, the every couple of hours of wake up calls for blood draws, blood pressure checks, and trips to the bathroom. Oh, interesting roommates that wanted to break out with me. We were ready to tie our hospital issued white sheets together and escape through the enticing window with the lovely view. However, our hospital gown attire stopped us. We didn't want to cause a car accident on New Scotland Ave. I know, at least, the innocent car drivers were already at the hospital.
Oh yes, I am redesigning those open backed tents along with those white stockings you have to wear. Maybe, I'll get Donna Karan to help me, but those stockings will be colorful with happy faces and racing stripes. You won't be able to stop me once I get my white stockings on. I'll be skipping through the hallways, then everyone will want a pair. Come join me as I escape from the hospital after my transplant.
May you put on your happy socks and go for a long walk. May you find a better Inn than mine with a view from your window looking upon a sandy beach with swaying palm trees. A Pina Colada sounds good about now!
Hey, check out the Pina Colada song as you sit under that little drink umbrella.
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