Posts Tagged With: medical bills

Day 1486: You don’t want to do that

I don’t want to do overgeneralization (or any other cognitive distortion), but most people don’t want others to tell them what they do want or don’t want to do.

I don’t want to break confidentiality, so I won’t identify the person in therapy yesterday who expressed frustration with a family member who tells others what they want, don’t want, or otherwise experience.

I don’t want to brag, but two years ago I made a t-shirt that says, “The Expert on My Own Experience.” I don’t want to give that t-shirt away, but I think my therapy patient could use that t-shirt, especially when dealing with that opinionated family member.

I don’t want to be too negative about the near future, but I posted this on Facebook last night:

I survived open heart surgery, but how will my heart survive the next four years?

You don’t want to miss  all my photos from yesterday:

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You don’t want to pay $20,078.33 for heart surgery, especially when that charge is the result of somebody entering the wrong diagnostic code.

 

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You don’t want to live on Nathan Lane, because that would be uncomfortable for both of you.

You don’t want to watch Nathan Lane in Stephen Sondheim‘s A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum?  Then don’t.

 

You don’t want to leave a comment for this post? That’s okay, too.

You don’t want to go too long without expressing gratitude, so I want to thank everyone who helped me create this post and you — of course! — for wanting to visit here, now.

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Day 1450: Tradishes

It’s a tradish around here for me to get my post titles from something I saw the day before.

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Another tradish here at The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally is to link the rest of my photos, somehow, to the day’s topic.

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There’s Danise from cardiac rehab, with her tradish stethoscope.

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That’s a holiday tradish I saw posted on the wall at Whole Foods Market.

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It’s a tradish around here for me to get a medical bill for an outrageous amount of money.  As is my tradish, I called the medical facility and my health insurance company to straighten this out.

Here are some new holiday tradishes:  the Christmas Bunny …

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…. and the Christmas pig.

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It’s hard for me not to be a Christmas pig when my boyfriend Michael does his tradish of making me a delish fish dish for dinner.

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Here another portion of my friend Janet’s tradish Christmas greeting:

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Speaking of cups of tea, here’s my tradish of including sayings from tea bags:

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Because I  slept un-tradish-ionally late today, I have to conclude this post, right now, with gratitude to all who helped me with today’s tradishes and to  you — of course! — no matter what tradish you wish to dish about here.

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