As many of you know, I recently had a defibrillator installed. This was in response to a heart attack I suffered the last time I went under the knife. Now I have lost the use of up to 20% of my heart, but, as they say, there is no point in crying over spilled milk. What I do take issue with is how medical companies are taking advantage of people like me – the disabled and severely ill.
I read a very interesting statistic recently. It said that according to data gathered from the U.S. Census’ Survey of Income and Program Participation, almost 110 million citizens are now receiving some form of welfare benefits. Now, you may be saying, “well, of course, we are in a depression — ahem — recession.” That may be true, but let’s break the statistic down a bit further.
This past week, when I mentioned to one of my friends that I was going in for yet another joint replacement, he reminded me of this most appropriate of movie quotes. At first I laughed, but when I really considered what the quote said, I suddenly realized that it was strikingly appropriate. Both literally and figuratively, my body and mind are changing, becoming something different than I ever expected them to be. Just like the character to which the quote refers, I am on my own journey of self-discovery and I must suffer the tests put before me. I have ended up becoming something I never thought I’d become – and it happened so surreptitiously that I didn’t notice until it was too late.