#FDDA lesson learned

Today’s theme is “a lesson you learned.” What is a lesson that you learned along the way? How did you learn the lesson? Who did you learn it from? How did that lesson change your life, it at all? Share a story, a poem, a photo, a drawing, some music, or whatever you wish to share about a lesson that you learned.

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Age in Lyn’s Eyes©
There was a time when I was very young
that my life paralleled so many songs sung.
His temper flared and his hurtful words stung;
I envisioned him without a tongue.

There was a time when I was a foolish teen…
partying all the time in peasant shirts and low rise jeans
I knew somewhere, there was a much better scene.
He led me to believe life with him would be green.

There was a time when I reached my mid life,
I had more than enough of this continuous strife.
The day had come; I wasn’t going to be a battered wife.
It was my freedom, or it was going down with a knife.

There was a time when magic happened, I was fifty two
Life for me changed, I was happy in love, I said, I do.
Everything around me was vivid and bright, oh what a view.
My past was past, my future new, gracefully then, I said adieu.

There was a time that I looked around and saw no way out.
Now, I know what real love is and I have no doubt
how wonderful life can be with someone so devout.
He will even eat veggies, like kale and Brussels sprouts.

There was a time my life seemed so hopeless.
Now, it is filled with laughter and sweet caresses.
Yes, there are some days filled with too much stress
I remember the past briefly; thankful I am truly blessed.

There was a time when I was a wee one in age.
Life was happening; good or bad, it was my stage.
Now, that I am older, I realize only I can write the page
before life ends and I will have lost the chance to engage.

I think my poem answers your question about lessons learned in life, Fandago.

 

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I was Maid Marion and Vic was Robin Hood. We were married on Halloween.

Virtual Continent Hopping Day 21 Cape Town

we grabbed a quick flight from Durban to Cape Town, it’s only 2.5 hours.

30 day We’re heading straight out on our tour of Cape Good Hope and hopefully we’ll see penguins and get some time on the pristine beaches.

https://www.tripadvisor.com/AttractionProductReviewg312659-d17420184-Cape_of_Go…

https://www.travelandleisure.com/travel-guide/cape-town/things-to-do/cape-of-goo…

There’s lot of things on the itinerary. Check it out and talk about the things that appeal to you. The link has 100 pictures available for your perusing enjoyment on tripadvisor. And there’s more pictures on travel and leisure. I’m sure you can weave a tale by looking at the pictures.

I kept looking at the mountain in the distance, what an interesting shape. I asked one of the locals what it was named. Table Top. But once he said it, man it made sense. It looks like a table top. Very literal people. Oh my the seals were so adorable swimming in the arbor. I’m glad I opted for walking along the board walk by Boulder’s Beach. Wow, so many penguins sunning themselves. Standing there observing, I sensed they weren’t very happy birds.
The ledges overlooking Cape Peninsula gave us such an interesting view of the ocean. The water is such a beautiful turquoise.Cape Point borders Cape of Good Hope which is a nature reserve. Chapman’s Peak Drive reminded me a little of the roads we just left in Lesotho but the view was a heck of lot prettier. The peaks we saw in the distance are called the Twelve Apostles.
I decided I had to put my toes in the ocean, enough looking at it. Clifton Beach looks so pristine, the sand is almost white unlike the dark tan I’m used in New Jersey. I decided to wander a bit. Hmm, there are four coves. I wonder why no one is swimming but after sticking in my toes in the water I discovered the reason. Man is that water cold. I decided to wander some more when I reached Camps Bay. There’s something interesting restaurants but I really want a margarita. I’ve seen a lot of sunsets in my lifetime but this one is frigging incredible.
Oh shit, I lost track of time. Some tour guide I am. I quickly grabbed an Uber to meet the crew for Mystery Ghost Tour. On the ride over I thought about the day, man how does anyone keep all the Cape’s straight. Phew, I arrived at 7:05 thankfully they were all waiting for me.


BCoF: We’re doing a mystery bus tour. You get to put your thinking cap on and write a flash fiction ghost story. 100 words or less
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https://www.capetownmagazine.com/events/mystery-ghost-bus-haunted-tour-in-cape-t…

The tour begins at Ferryman’s Tavern at the V&A Waterfront at 7 pm. I was so relieved they didn’t start without me. Our group was so large they didn’t add any other people for tonight.We were driven to Simon’s Town before we began our walk, the guide told us about a mass murderer, baby killer, a mysterious Lavender Lady who haunts the museum, an unsinkable coffin, butchering barbers, exhumed skeletons plus a host of other interesting tales of the unknown. On our ride back a large cat appeared in the fog. All of us screamed.
The guide recommended we purchase the Cape Town Magazine as a souvenir before we leave. We can learn a lot more about this area. I know I can’t wait to read more about THE LEGEND OF THE FLYING DUTCHMAN.
The guide said,”For centuries, seafarers have reported a spectral ship sailing around the tip of Cape Point on stormy nights. Witnesses say that if you hail the ship, it releases rowboats with phantom men who approach you with letters to deliver to their loved ones.
These accounts are linked to the tale of a vessel called The Flying Dutchman that was caught in a storm in 1641 near Cape Point while journeying to Holland from Indonesia. The captain reportedly refused to turn back, swearing he would round the jagged tip of Africa if it was the last thing he did. It was. The boat was destroyed and all the crew drowned that night.
There have been sightings from Cape Point and Cape Agulhas, but don’t be so keen to see for yourself: witnessing the Flying Dutchman is said to be a bad omen.”  I’m psyched, stories like this are right up my alley.

https://www.capetownmagazine.com/cape-town-ghost-stories

The bonus surprise of the day is actually our hotel. Wait until you see this incredible pool. We’re staying here tomorrow too so don’t worry about missing out on the amenities.

https://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g312659-d12223139-Reviews-The_Silo_Hote…

I can’t wait to explore the infinity pool. What an amazing view. I want to take a dip before bed, I’m to exited to sleep yet. But once I got in my room and saw the deep tub in front of the window. Hmmm. On second thought soaking in the tub in front of the window with a glass of wine or three. I hate wasting. At least we can sleep in a bit because we’ve got an 9am flight, much better than the crack of dawn balloon

 

#FOWC Design

Today’s word is “design.”

FOWC with Fandango — Design

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Sometimes, I follow a pattern as I did with my colorful mandela. Other times I simply start crocheting and decide as I go like I did in the upper corner with my healing shawl     ( grays, creme and pink) and with the baby blanket (powder blue and medium blue) that I’m trying to finish before the baby comes. (A first time Mom often comes before the due date so I’m feeling a bit under the gun.)

What I love about crocheting is the creativity to design, but I also see it as part of my witchcraft practice. The crocheting itself is not a form of magic, I’m not doing knot magic or anything like that although it can be done.Rather, I use crocheting as a way to connect with Venus as a part of my planetary magic practice. Venus, among other things, rules the arts and crafts, particularly women’s crafts like fiber arts. This makes crocheting a devotional, meditative act that I use to further my relationship with this planet. I do some of my best thinking while that crochet hook whirls along.

Gardening involves designs because that determines what can grow where and what purpose it will serve. It’s another way I make connections with Gaia or as some call her Mother Earth. I feel gardening enhances my connection to the natural world, this communion is important between a witch and her plants is an inherently magical practice. I feel it applies well beyond gardening. I have always had a strong connection with trees,  and water.  So every time I go for a walk or a hike, spend time dabbling my toes in the ocean I’m building on those connections by becoming more familiar with the plants and the other parts of nature that I utilize in my life, I’m engaging in witchcraft. I’m always learning. Not only am I  learning consciously about nature but I’m  building an energetic bond and rapport between myself and this natural entity.

I’m sorry. I realize it’s probably more than you ever wanted to know about Wicca or Paganism or witchcraft but both prompts fit perfectly with my life style choices.

Each of us is like a seed, planted by the good gardener so we might grow into something majestic.”

I have rail planters around my deck, larger pots on the lower level patio, and in the front of my home as well. (1st. is oregano, 2nd is kale, 3rd is basil) There’s nothing more enjoyable to me than to pick fresh veggies just before using them. No chemicals, not additives completely organic because I even compost my own soil. Ultimately my life’s design is to leave this world a better place than when I arrived.

 

“Gardens are a form of autobiography.” ― Sydney Eddison

“The earth is a man’s garden to tend.” ― Lailah Gifty Akita

#FDDA 20

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Today’s theme is “your temperament.”  What kind of temperament do you have? Are you easy going? Are you high-strung? Are you logical and pragmatic, or are you run by your emotions? Do you go with the flow or are you quick to anger? Share a story, a poem, a photo, a drawing, some music, or whatever you wish to share about your temperament.

I’ve been told I’m very laid back but that’s not true. I consider myself as very logical and pragmatic at this point in my life.  I’m good with the flow. But that wasn’t always the case because the younger me definitely ran on sheer emotions. I’m Irish and a red-head that should give some indication about temper. Then life happened and I learned soon enough you get more with honey than vinegar.

I would save the majority of my inner peace began when I started following Wicca but than I evolved to practicing witchcraft and followed the ways of the old.  Some call it the Pagan path, I’m not one really into the label thing either. I am who I am.

I’m a firm believer in following the cycles of the moon, keeping one’s chakras balanced,  I do meditation, I read tarot cards and use crystals to keep me and my loved ones safe. My home is saged often and surrounded with salt. I don’t do practice the darker arts or use spells. I’m more in tune with nature and reducing my carbon footprint. I grow herbs, and veggies like most green witches. My altar is a tribute to Morrighan, a Celtic warrior goddess who I believe watches over me. My spirit animal is a crow.

I live by the Wiccan rede : Do what you will, so long as it harms none.

But does mean I’m not Christian. To me that’s another one of those label things.  I’m  just not one of the flock who follows the Bible verbatim, I feel it has failed me many times especially after the loss of my grandson. I believe one can be spiritual but not necessarily religious. Will that change I don’t know, right now I feel the path I’ve chosen gives me the balance I need in my life to have an even keel temperament.

Virtual Continent Hopping, Final day in Lesotho

Blog City Prompt: What does it mean to be a good neighbor?

Megan, one of the reasons, my neighbors think I’m a great neighbor because I bake a lot. *Rolling*  For me, it’s hard to make portions for two people, and I really don’t want to deprive my husband of the baked goods he enjoys so much, but nor do I want all the calories hanging around. So I send some to two of the families near us. It’s a win situation for us all. I share garden produce, because sometimes it just ripens all at once. For me it’s simply a matter of treating other people the way I want to be treated with kindness and generosity of one’s talents. I don’t get in their business and try not to be noisy. I always let them know when I’m throwing my annual Halloween costume party so they aren’t surprised by all the extra cars and strange looking people wandering around.

30 day Final segment of our excursion in Lesotho
Thank goodness we were rescued in the middle of the night, we got a little sleep, change of clothes and breakfast.
Semonkong to Underberg
After breakfast, we either hike to or take a 4×4 drive to the Maletsunyane Falls. The weather determines whether we drive or hike. Depart the Lesotho Highlands via passes that enter South Africa at Qacha’s Nek. We snake our way through the last remote villages of Lesotho. We cross the Senqu river again – which we first saw on Day 1 and then follow it along the Senqu River valleys toward the border town of Qachas Nek. Once back in South Africa we travel through to the small town of Matatiele. From Matatiele we skirt alongside the Drakensberg mountains and return to Underberg along scenic back roads, returning usually around 15:00-16:00. (3-4 pm)

https://www.wri.org/resources/data-sets/orange-senqu-river-basin-study

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qacha%27s_Nek

Discuss what you’ve seen today. Impress us with your observation skills.

I don’t know how I missed this one detail, Lesotho is completely landlocked inside South Africa. The views are incredible but I have to admit I was terrified once we began the abseil down the large cliff next to the fall. Petra, Blue, and Sandy volunteered to go first but that didn’t help my stomach one iota. It was doing somersaults. I didn’t think this part of the trip through, I hate heights. Alright, I’m done whining, I just focused straight ahead and let my foot find the next footing. It’s beyond words, how raw the beauty is around us. Even the monkeys were curious about the crazy humans.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORdRkjpbzc8

Qacha’s Nek is home to Lesotho’s  Snake Park It’s located at the foot of the historic Letloepe hill/rock formation. This is where the cave of Qacha, the son of the Baphuthi chief Moorosi, after whom the town is named, is situated.  Letloepe means the cobra’s defensive hood, some people say it’s the alternative name for Qacha’s Nek. This sleepy border town has an attractive church, the quirky snake park and an interesting variety of colonial-era sandstone buildings, plus groves of California redwood trees.

I noted one oddity, that I can’t wait to research is how did California’s Redwood trees get here. Well I learned  presently redwoods grow only one place on Earth – right on the Pacific coast, from Big Sur to southern Oregon. But earlier in the Earth’s history, redwoods actually had a much wider range, including western North America and the coasts of Europe and Asia. But the redwoods we’re seeing are approximately 50 years old. But I didn’t find a link confirming it was a tree planting mission but it may have been because redwoods are noted for their ability to consume carbon monoxide. Plus it’s helpful in another way, because so many of the redwoods are at risk in California with the wildfires and droughts. I’m all in favor of saving every tree possible.

https://www.snakeparkqacha.com/RedWoodTree.php
https://www.lesotho-info.co.za/country/town/733/qacha-s-nek


BCoF Your tour guide isn’t up to par so your’re planning the activities for Durhan’s late afternoon and night time.

https://www.tripadvisor.com/AttractionProductReview-g312595-d16911364-Durban_Cit…

Check out the restaurants and tell us which one you prefer and why:

https://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g312595-d6033553-Reviews-Mali_s_In…

or

https://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g312595-d5029013-Reviews-The_Grill…

don’t worry we have hotel reservations at:

https://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g312595-d299216-Reviews-Garden_Court_Ma…

I can’t complain our lodging has been interesting since we arrived in Lesotho that this one seems boring with the exception of the pool and the crashing waves of the ocean. I’m really happy my room borders the ocean side. I’m going to leave the window open hopefully the salty smell will drift into the room. I quickly hopped in the shower before joining the crew for a visit to the Durban Botanical Gardens. Breathtaking displays along brick walk paths even an interesting group of  wooden reindeer and sleigh. I chuckled at the antics of the monkeys in the trees and the lizards that popped up from time to time. This day’s adventure has sure made me hungry. I’m so happy I left it in the hands of the BCoF bloggers.

4.5 out of 5 on Tripadvisor, I think we’re in for an enjoyable feast. All the fresh air has made me quite hungry and the Jichana steak with steamed fresh market vegetables looked incredible when the waiter passed by our table. I didn’t finish looking at the menu, because the aroma was mouthwatering. The steaks are specially selected Karan Beef from Heidelberg. The meaning of Jichana is eating good in Swahili and it was. I ordered the baked lemon tart with a cup of coffee while we talked about the day. I’m going to miss the impromptu concerts we’ve enjoyed.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=safXbLv1qfc

“Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.” ― Isabelle Eberhardt

Virtual Continent Hopping-Lesotho, Africa cont.

30 day
Leribe to Semonkong
After breakfast we backtrack slightly to visit a riverbed close to our accommodation to view evidence of prehistoric life forms. If the river is in flood these ancient footprints are hidden but usually the water levels are low enough o look at the Dinosaur Footprints. We leave the main road to Maseru and travel to the Kome Caves, home to modern cave-dwellers. These caves were originally inhabited by clans escaping the Lifqane wars and cannabilism. We make our way to Thaba Bosiu along the back roads which go through many rural villages. Thaba Bosiu is a cultural centre of utmost importance to Lesotho and its history, We then drive into the capital city Maseru for lunch. This gives one a good understanding of modern-day city life in Lesotho. Mid afternoon we head back into the highlands of Lesotho going through the Mantsa Pass to the highland town of Semonkong. Dependant on weather and water levels, enjoy a lovely sunset over the Maletsunayne falls before checking into Semonkon
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oh no, our vehicle broke down and we’re going to spend the night in the wild.

https://www.blackpast.org/global-african-history/places-global-african-history/m…

discuss what you discover in the information and in the pictures. If you lived back then how would you handle cannibalism? Join in or become a vegetarian How did you cope with the breakdown and having to rough it over night.

Sorry it took so many pages to scroll through to get to Lesotho but it was interesting reading.

I learned the city of Maseru was founded in 1869 following the Free State-Basotho Wars between the Boers and the British. Boy the Brits were into everything at one time or another. ( my apologies if you’re a Brit but the truth is looking at the different countries so many did have British influence) Maseru was originally established as a small police camp by the British. Between 1871 and 1884, Lesotho was governed from the Cape Colony (present-day South Africa) and remained the administrative capital after Basutoland (current-day Lesotho) became a British colony in 1884. The small settlement survived being burned down during the Gun War of 1880-1881 between British forces and Basotho political leaders over the right of indigenous people to bear arms. The Basotho people won the conflict. At the beginning of the twentieth century, Maseru was a small settlement that consisted of a small number of colonial administrative buildings, a trading store, and several outlying villages. It later grew into a busy market town and it grew and grew. I believe it said over 200,000 maybe even more now since the article was written 2009.

We’re heading to Kome Caves, whoa the last time we were in caves we got tricked into smuggling opals. These actually are group of cave dwellings made out of mud in the district of Berea, Lesotho. The main purpose for the cave dwellings was to serve as a hideout from other Basotho people who had resorted to cannibalism during the drought in the late 18th century. The name of Ha Kome comes from the Kome family in the Basia tribe, the first inhabitants of the cave. Oh oh, we’re going to be dinner. Where’s that Norb or Charlie when we need them. Those boys are better smooth talkers than me.

This doesn’t sound or look good. The van we’re in won’t start. I look at my fellow squidders and squawkers and wonder what they’re thinking. I know what I’m thinking, I’m not going to be on the menu. All I can think of is the article I read 288,000 people fell victim to cannibals.

https://www.amusingplanet.com/2018/06/the-kome-cave-houses-and-cannibalism.html#…

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Photo credit: Amada44/Wikimedia


I suggest we stay together in groups. The guide asked that we gather wood for the fire. Yikes, roasted body parts… I need to stop thinking the worst. Its going to be quite chilly tonight up in the mountains. I had to chuckle Sandy and Petra rubbing the sticks together. Thankfully one of the guides brought over dried grass and lit it with a cigarette lighter.

I had to admit once I shut my over-reactive mind off it was actually fun seeing the stars up above us while the guides sang songs and played these weird make shift instruments. I mean make shift, one took a hup cap of the vehicle another used a bucket, while another took a stick and bent it slightly with a string. He tied several more sections of string. They invited us to sing along. One thing for sure, our voices will never be good enough for Broadway but it was a lot of fun.

One guide returned with water for us to drink and some berries to go along with the snack bars we had brought with us. He mentioned he stumbled across several hikers that were heading back to Maseru, they promised to contact the police.

BCoF There’s some interesting people from Lesotho. Pretend you’re interviewing one of them, what questions would you ask? Give us at least 7 good questions. Don’t forget to mention how you handled the unexpected adventure after the vehicle broke down. Improvisation time.

http://countrylicious.com/lesotho/famous-people

See above, I definitely answered but now I have to really watch my snarky mouth so I don’t ask questions that might get me shot or worse eaten. Yeah, as you’ve probably guessed cannibalism makes me uncomfortable.

Oh my Thomas Mofolo is from this area. I can’t wait to ask him 1.) what made the Basotho turn to cannibalism 2.) Did people volunteer because of their age?

Cool I didn’t know Tsidii Le Loka the actress, vocalist and composer is from Lesotho. She is best known for originating the role of Rafiki in the original Broadway production of Disney’s stage musical, The Lion King.
That is just amazing. I have to ask 3.)what she thought of Manhattan? 4.) Did she like or dislike how the Big Apple never sleeps after living in Lesotho.

Wow, there who’s who listed just keeps getting better. I’m a huge fan of track, I love watching the Olympics. That’s when I first heard of this area when Mosito Lehata a Lesothan athlete, primarily known as a 100-meter runner. He is the current holder of the Lesothan record for the 100-meter at 10.33 seconds, and has consistently won the national track championships on shorter tracks. Isn’t that crazy. Unfortunately, Lehata was eliminated in the first round of the Men’s 200m event at the 2012 Summer Olympics. Lehata found success in the 200 m event at the 2013 World Championships in Athletics when he finished in the first round ahead of Jamaican sprinter Usain Bolt and advanced to the semifinals. It takes a lot to beat the Jamican sprinters. Just look at the New York and Boston Marathons. I would ask 5.) Why haven’t you competed in the NYC Marathon or the Boston Marathon? 6.) How do you think Covid-19 is affecting the athletes that would have competed this year? 7.) Will you be competing in the next Olympics or will you be too old?

#FOWC

Today’s word is “missing.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

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Missing You©
Heartache strikes at the oddest time.

I pulled weeds in the garden like the ones you gave me that day.

My heart clenched like back then, startled by the chime

But then I saw you holding a handpicked bouquet.

You looked so very proud, all covered in grime

but then life’s harsh realities stole you away.

                                   I wish my sadness didn’t taint all the gleeful times past
and I could laugh again,, oh how I miss those places.
Laughing back then, never thought it wouldn’t last.
The twinkling of the chimes used to bring a smile to our faces

                                   But now they remind me how much I miss you …. I feel like an outcast
                           every where I look are grandma’s holding their babies in embraces.

 

My birthday is a week away and Johnny was always so much a part of the celebration. My last birthday with him, he wanted to show me where the lobster boats come in. We’re climbing on rocks in the harbor because he said it was the only way to get to the point. I slipped and got soaking wet. He giggled. I splashed him but that didn’t faze him.

We meet his Dad who asks why am I all wet? I tell him that Johnny was showing me the point where the boats come in and I slipped in the water.

He looked at Johnny and asked why he didn’t take me up the road so I wouldn’t be all wet.

The little stinker shrugged and laughed. It was always like that between us, one practical joke after another. I would give anything for those moments again.                                

 

 

                                   

#FDDA 19

Today’s theme is “hate.” Hate is a strong word, but I have no doubt that there is something or someone each of us hates. Is it a person? Food? Some aspect of society? Your job? Share a story, a poem, a photo, a drawing, some music, or whatever you wish to share about hate.

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I’m not particularly fond of the word hate but there are occasions it fits the situation perfectly. I apologize ahead of the time, this post has become a rant unintentionally but I did end it with a good song. 🙂

As some of you know I’m not a Trump supporter, I detest the man. I have absolutely no use for liars and he has been proven time after time of not telling the truth.

But I have to take this discussion further, I am extremely disappointed in our government overall. When this country was founded it was about freedom from oppression (taxation and religion). Religion hasn’t become oppressive but taxation has.

We live in a town house on a quarter of acre of land. In Lawrenceville the taxes are 10,000 plus dollars. It’s a nice looking house but seriously in a town house that is attached to three other houses. In 14 years the taxes have doubled with no major external or internal improvements.  I wish I could say we fancy sidewalks, street lights or even a park within walking distance. I detest what the local and state governments have done to the residents of New Jersey. It’s a ludicrous burden on top of a mortgage.

I took a break with Vic for a few minutes while I was writing and one more thing came to mind that irritates the heck out of me is the price gouging in the medical industry. Like for instance, advair which is an inhaler. With Vic’s insurance it costs 50.00 after the insurance pays their part. On my insurance the same inhaler costs 203.00 after the insurance pays their part. I checked to see what the goodrx  price was an discovered it was 313.00 dollars. I checked to see what a friend of mine pays for hers that lives in Canada and she pays 49.00 without any insurance contribution. One damn pharmaceutical makes the inhaler.

Same thing when it came to my Botox injections for my migraines which was the deciding factor on my insurance company was it cost me 102.00 versus what Blue Cross wanted which 1935.00 dollars, yup you read it right 1935.00. Same damn drug.

Needless to say since I am fortunate not to have to use the inhaler everyday only as needed which comes down to when it rains and things get wet. I’m really allergic to mold. I have a rescue inhaler for a whopping 30.00 and benadryl to get me through. Instead of having a 203.00 price inhaler that I might use 5 times in a year. Vic and I couldn’t even share because my dosage is lower.

We need to go to a system like the Netherlands or Brazil, everyone is covered without the insurance companies or doctors making a fortune at our expense.

 

Medical Procedures and Your Finances

good information to know

Vic Crain's avatarCRAIN'S COMMENTS

When you use the words “medicine” and “money” in the same sentence, most people — at least in the US — think of the cost of medical insurance, copays and deductibles, that is, the out-of-pocket costs of healthcare that US medical insurance doesn’t cover.

And there’s a lot that isn’t covered. Fidelity Investments has published estimates that couples over age 65 may see an average of $295,000 in medically related expenses that Medicare doesn’t cover. Amazingly, that figure excludes the cost of long term care, and nursing homes in the US can cost as much as $14,000 per month. The person who goes into old age not knowing about that financial risk can be in for a gigantic and very unpleasant shock.

(And for those of you living in other countries and used to complaining about your healthcare system, this might be a moment for reflection.)

However, that’s only part…

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