One doesn't plan for the medical demands that eat up his finances. Of course he doesn't. When we are healthy, we simply figure that we will always be healthy. And then little by little, step by step, one ends up with the chronic problems requiring regular expenditure (such as my stomach problem which requires daily suppression of stomach acid or my weird internal heat problem requiring at least one capsule per day, and a very expensive capsule at that) as well as acute problems such as the need for cataract surgery. No, these are not things we planned for, and they really don't fit into our financial plans at all. But there it is. What's a guy gonna do other than helplessly watch as the money flows from his account? I have a friend coming to Bali next month. It would have been nice to take her out for dinner, show her around. But no, such funds are earmarked for medicines. Furstrating. Getting old, becoming ill, dragging around health issues like Marley's chains, is a distinctly unpleasant pastime.
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