It has been approximately six months since my heart attack and the subsequent passive aggressive battle the VA has been waging against me, as they try their best to squirm out of paying the bill. Good news, I’m still alive. Well, maybe that’s good. At this point, I’m not certain. Let me explain….
This is part of my Medical Crisis series. Stay tuned, as I will be posting periodically on my progress.
It’s been a month and a half since that fateful day when I suddenly felt a burning tightness in my chest while out paddling in my kayak, two miles from shore. It was an experience I certainly will never forget, and one I’m now slowly recovering from.
This post will provide you with an update on how I’m doing, what the status is on the financial fiascoes, and what my goals are for the near and longer-term future. This is part of my Medical Crisis series. Stay tuned, as I will be posting periodically on my progress.
The very definition of unexpected is something we don’t anticipate. An event that comes out of nowhere – uncontrollable – a bit of a blindside.
It can be anything. You’re in a really bad car accident. You find out your spouse is cheating on you. Or, you suddenly find yourself in a medical emergency and you’re surreally dialing 911.
A few weeks ago, the last example happened to me.