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Count to 20

I am running out of patience with the health insurance company, and in fact I hate all insurance companies.  They take your money year in, year out but when you need them to pay out they will think of every excuse in the book not to do so.  As soon as I resolve this current problem I shall change insurance companies, not that the next one will be any better but because it is the only power I have over them.

Now I have that off my chest, I will count to 20 before I go to the States and throw Trump out of the White House myself, along with Mitch McConnell  and Lindsay Graham who are so desperate for power that they will lie and cheat along with their narcissistic leader.

Yesterday I went for my check up following the first cataract operation.  My appointment was 10.00am and the waiting room was packed.  I was eventually seen at 12.30pm when about a gallon of drops were put in my eye.   I signed forms I couldn't see and paid an undisclosed amount of money, because I couldn't see the bill either.  I then sat for half an hour until I thought I would probably be able to find the car and then waited another 2 hours in the car until I could see sufficiently well to drive home, in time to cook dinner.

Where are the odd job men and why is there no such as thing as a window cleaner in France?

The French published a  list of 5 groups of people to get the covid vaccine.  I was in group 5.  I looked again this morning and I am now in group 2,  simply because I have a birthday in a couple of weeks.  Of course they haven't actually got any vaccine yet and the pharmacists still don't have any flu vaccine so I am not optimistic that the system will work anyway.


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