D(L)ying DUmbass Blames America for Bad Luck

[BannedFromDU]

Settle in for a long and bumpy ride. Bumpy from the turds being flung, that is.

Star Member MedicalAdmin

The slaughter of innocents.


My story is not short and may take a few minutes to read. You will read it or you will ignore it and either way I am content. But if you should be so inclined I would appreciate your thoughts and comments especially as they pertain to solutions. That is what this board is supposed to be about, isn’t it?

No, mainly it's for lying and hypocrisy.

You may be asking yourself why, in the whole wild world of thoughts and worthy causes that you should give this one even a moment of your precious time and that is a good question. After all, there is the Republican primaries and the many laughs those are providing us with.

Easy: because you want sympathy and money.


Let me present you with this reason, and if you feel it is worthy then read on and I will explain at the end why it should matter to us all and not just me, although I must admit to having more than a passing interest in the subject. Here’s the thing. I am dying and I shouldn’t have to. It could have been avoided easily, but it wasn’t and the reason is the crazy patchwork quilt of health care delivery that we call private insurance.

No, it's pretty much due to your laziness.

Here’s my story.

Six years ago I was healthy, employed, happy, and in good shape. I ran 10 miles a day (half of it on stairs) COUGH COUGH BULLSHIT...FIVE MILES A DAY RUNNING UP AND DOWN STAIRS? YEAH RIIIIGHT., had a healthy diet, saw a doctor when appropriate, and contributed to my community through volunteer work.

Translation: I don't deserve anything bad to happen to me, although I think fait and religion is for chumps.

 My wife and I loved each other and we were about to finally start a family. We had finally settled down after wandering the world and finishing our masters and doctors degrees (she’s the one with the brains). We had just bought our first house (an old fixer upper well within our budget) and had started fixing it up. In addition to trying for a kid of our own we were also looking at adoption because it was a need that we felt an obligation to fulfill both in ourselves and for children in need. Life was, in short, pretty good.

This is the opening of about 60% of Nicholas Sparks novels...I am smelling bullshit already.


Then a company (eeeevil KKKorporations!!!)vehicle, driven by an unlicensed driver, ran a stop sign and plowed into me. I had a spinal injury and a lot of pain but surgery wasn’t initially indicated contingent on PT (physical therapy) and other therapies to see if they would reduce the pain. And if it didn’t work then I would have the surgery. I was making some progress, my boss was holding my job, and I almost recovered in about 6 months. It was hard painful daily work, but I felt that I was getting my life back one screaming session at a time. Hard work was paying off again. (Cue the Lifetime Move Network physical therapy montage)

And then it happened again. Ironically I was driving back from another PT session when someone in a big assed pick up truck Shame - it feels great when a Prius slams into you, right? ran a stop sign and T boned my ass. This time I couldn’t feel my arms, back or legs, was in incredible pain, lost control of my bladder and bowels, and had to be hauled out of what was left of my car on a back board. I clearly remember people beeping their horns and yelling at me to “move my ****ing car.” Oh, the humanity. Did I mention that I live in Michelle Bachmann’s district? That matters...how? The morgue in Obamaville is stacked to the rafters with murder victims. So? Anyone surprised? As a former certified First Responder, this stunned me as much as my physical injuries. I didn’t know that such casual disregard existed.So?


The ambulance took me to an ER where I laid for 6 hours in my own cold urine before being seen by anyone on staff.Liar. Hmmmm. In my experience the much-ballyhooed great care in the US wasn’t so good. I was in an ER in Canada about 10 years ago for a much less serious injury and I was seen in less than an hour.Ambulances don't rush paralyzed people to the ER to sit and not be seen you mother****ing liar.

I couldn’t move. I thought I was going to die and it frightened me. And then I thought I might live and be paralyzed and that frightened me more. I think I aged about 10 years lying on that table.Also Bachmann's fault, I'm sure.

Eventually I was released from the hospital with a strong recommendation for spinal surgery and either vertebral fusion and/ or disc replacement. You left out what actually happened, asshole liar. They recommended? After you were brought in PARALYZED? Liar. Because of the location and complexity of this procedure, there was a 1 in 20 chance of death or total paralysis with a lesser chance of partial success. But between a choice of that or of having to live with the pain, diminished feeling and partial paralysis that I had (have) it was easy to say to the surgeon “start cutting baby. I’m feeling lucky. Daddy needs a new pair o’ shoes. Winner, winner, chicken dinner.”

Here is where the story becomes relative to the rest of you.

As you know, America’s health care is paid for by a worn out patchwork quilt of insurance companies (read: devils masquerading as thieving con men masquerading as middle men masquerading as efficiency experts). They are the “Department of No” that the mentally unhinged worry about when they moan, “keep the government out my Medicare.”

This is when the shit got bad. There were, at this point, 3 insurance companies involved in my care; two auto insurances and one health insurance (mine). The first accidents’ insurance company claimed that they weren’t responsible because my problems were the second insurance companies responsibility. The second insurance company claimed that my injuries were the first insurance companies responsibility. My health insurance said that it was a car accident so they weren’t paying either.

Understand that all of them admitted that I should be treated. They all said that I deserved treatment. But they all said it was the other companies’ problem.

My doctor wanted to help but the hospital wanted to be paid and they had 3 refusals of claim forms in hand, thus they asked for either cash or a credit card with a limit in the 6 figures. What had been “the other companies responsibility” had become my problem.Liar.

I didn’t have the money so I had to wait. 6 months later, my boss said she was very sorry to tell me that she HAD to replace me. That was pretty nice of her actually. She kept me on the books and my family covered with insurance for a full year. But I was replaced. There went my health insurance and my income and my disability insurance. I thought things were bad, but they were about to get worse.

After that I didn’t have the money to ever see a doctor much more than every other month and then every 4 months and then every 6 months and then never. The income just wasn’t there. With the loss of my income and the extra bills, my wife and I went from solidly middle class to poor. My car bloke down and I couldn’t afford to fix it so I had to walk anywhere I needed to unless my wife was around and could drive me in her car. And she took a second job out of town to help cover the bills so I walked a lot. And in the winter, in Minnesota, let me tell you, walking everywhere sucks ass.If you were smart, which you are not, you'd have hired a lawyer FIRST and that lawyer would have insisted that you see a doctor no matter what. But you're a liar and this either isn't that bad or you're LYING completely.

I hired a lawyer, a very good lawyer. In fact I hired the lawyer that none of the insurance companies wanted to see in court because he is very, very good. Of the top 10 payouts in our states personal injury history, he owns 3 of them. But the insurance companies are allowed by law to stall and not respond for up to 6 months to every request made and every question asked and they do. Why? Because they can. And it isn’t their problem. It’s our problem.I thought you hired a good lawyer, you ****ing lying liberal. Sounds like you hired a paralegal.

Using procedural and other dodges all the insurance companies in question have pushed off any settlement now for almost 6 years. Just last week we got our first settlement offer from the first insurance company - $2000. This is an insult. Counting just lost income I’m out more than 300K. It is an invitation to sue which we are now doing. Finally the end is in sight. In about a year, we will likely get a court date.In other words, you weren't hurt all that bad. That, or your lawyer is incompetent and you are stupid.

Of course this is the part of the story where shit goes from worse to worst.

About 6 months ago I started to bleed out of my nose on a regular basis. This was accompanied by migraines. But I didn’t think much about it because; I couldn’t afford to do anything about it anyway, I already hurt, and what is one more symptom in the old shit sandwich. I figured it might just be another symptom connected to my spinal injury, or maybe just dry weather. I didn’t know and I was worried about it, but I couldn’t afford to see a doctor and I sure as shit couldn’t afford any diagnostic tests, and even if I could afford those test, how in the hell could I afford any treatments? It was a dilemma and one I decided to ignore because, well, I couldn’t do anything about it anyway.

This is the same dilemma that every man, woman and parent in this country makes if they lack coverage or have a crappy policy (that percentage is about 50% of the population and raising). This attitude may not make much sense to anyone with money in the bank or functioning insurance coverage, but remember that I had all of those things too and that coverage was denied to me. The insurance companies claim it is just a contract dispute, a minor administrative detail. To far too many of us, it is murder.

Here’s the rest of my story. The bleeding and headaches got worse. So my current boss at the clinic, where I work part time, offered to pay for an MRI. The MRI indicated a few more tests that my boss also paid for. She’s a wonderful woman. And while I’ve earned my keep, some days I feel like a charity case. These days I feel like a complete one, because I am.

The tests came back. The news was bad. Real bad. Life ending bad. Which sucks.I doubt that, liar.

What pisses me off is that if I had had access to even a basic physical exam with some basic lab exams a year ago, it might likely have been diagnosed early and I wouldn’t be facing my death soon. The type of cancer I have is so treatable that it is considered non fatal if caught early enough. But it is too extensive, too pervasive to deal with now. It’s mutated. It’s spread. It’s now highly malignant.If you had an actual lawyer instead of the fantasy one you're making up, you'd have been seen, liar.

And understand. Even if it wasn’t it doesn’t matter. Because I can’t afford treatment. If anyone want to claim that medical care is free at an ER I will just be more polite than you deserve and say “you are a low life, low information, immoral, pig ignorant, hateful suckass motherless asshat.” You can and do get basic ER care in an ER. The law is specific. Public hospitals are required to treat you just enough that you are stabilized and then they release you and bill you and then sue you if you can’t pay. And they will do NOTHING for any long term, chronic, and deadly disease like cancer. That is NOT what they are set up to do. They are called EMERGENCY ROOMS because that is all that they deal with. How ****ing stupid does someone have to be not to understand that? (OK – I’ll stop ranting now, but seriously, WTF?)

In other words it didn’t have to happen and wouldn’t have if I had coverage and could have seen a doctor occasionally. In fact the original surgery would have been done and none of this story would have happened. I would be working on my house. My wife wouldn’t be working herself into an early grave. My car would work. I would be employed. And I would be a father. And I would have a future. And my family and I would grow old together.

I will die soon and the ONLY REASON is that I don’t live in a civilized country. Let that sink in for a moment.

…

Now let this sink in: I’m not alone. There are 100,000 Americans who face the same thing every year. This is an honest to god slaughter of innocents.

People dying of preventable disease in the USA every day because insurance companies decide they deserve to die. A clerical snit between my insurance companies has killed me.

In answer to some of you who may suggest that I check with the hospitals and charities and programs, and I have. The problem is that both my wife and I are self-employed so we make too much gross income (on paper) to qualify for any aid or any programs. However the net income is too little to afford much beyond the basics. And so here I sit, close to the end. My wife of 20 years will be alone. This make me so sad.

It feels strange to be so accepting of my own fate. I’m dying and I’ve spent the last few weeks calling old friends and family and reconnecting. I’ve been thinking about what I have done and accomplished in my life and except for the fact that I never had kids, I am content.

I’ve lived in Canada, the USA, and Venezuela. I have traveled to Mexico, Guatemala, Costa Rica, Columbia, Panama, Brazil, England, France, Germany, Australia, and New Zealand. I have friends all over the world. I have experienced some really cool shit in my life. I’ve worked as a rig pig, corrections officer, teacher, conductor, musician, private chef, and medical administrator. I’ve hiked glaciers and mountains, shot white water rapids, played with jazz, rock and symphonic bands, explored the Amazon, and eaten way too much ice cream.

I’ve helped set up a food co-op and a school in Guatemala, taught English as a second language to immigrants, taught composition and elocution to Chinese diplomats, worked with the sick, developed curriculum for developmentally delayed students, helped find housing and education for homeless people, donated to charities, conducted an orchestra, worked to get progressives elected (I’m a graduate of camp Wellstone – a highly worthy cause) and I make one mean roast leg of lamb.

I’ve been diving, mountain climbing, mountain biking, camping, hiking, skiing, and so many other things. I’ve had great friends and I’ve had an impact on my world. My life, although shorter than I wanted it to be and missing a few adventures, has been good. I am content except for my worry about my wife.

Someone once said that we all live the same amount of time. We are born and then we die. What happens in the middle is what counts. My life has been full. My life counted. I just wish it could have counted for a little while longer.

But that isn’t what I wanted to talk about. What I want to talk about it is why we tolerate this.

It has been estimated that about 100,000 people die in the USA a year from lack of proper care. That is more people every 2 weeks than died on 9-11. We spent about a trillion in response to that event. So why aren’t we responding to this with the same passion and strength?

More importantly, what are we going to do about it? Well, not we, but you. I won’t be around for the rest of this fight. So it’s up to all of you.

I want to ask that question to every politician, media person, lobbyist and advocate in the country; “what are we going to do about this?” But I’m out of time.

Farewell DU. This will be my last post and with the exception of answering questions on this post for the next day or so, I’m done. I probably have about another month or 2 and I’d rather spend them not worrying about the state of things. I plan on spending as much time with family and friends as possible. There are still a few books I haven’t gotten to and a few songs still un-played.

In my opinion, progressives are the last, best hope for America. Don’t give up the fight. Too many lives depend on what you do and the opinions you influence. Don’t stop taking the fight to the enemies of democracy. Don’t just stay on DU. This place is a store-house of knowledge and help and vision. Use that. Then go out into the world and make a difference. And then get up tomorrow and do it again. Be the difference you want to see in the world.

In closing I would like to apologize for every mean word, turn of phrase, misunderstanding, or slight that I have delivered to anyone here. I wanted to be a better person and I failed in that, so I hope you will forgive me. My mom used to say that those who were the hardest to love probably needed love the most. Be good to each other and respect and honor our differences, as they are our greatest strength. Thank you, DU, for giving me a home these past few years.

Good luck everyone. May your road home be filled with sunshine, gentle slopes, green grass and many a glass of fine beer on warm summer nights.




on edit - the title of the essay does NOT refer to me. I could be called many things, but innocent isnt one of them.

Whatever, liar.

I hate liars.

[67 Rover]

I will die soon and the ONLY REASON is that I don’t live in a civilized country. Let that sink in for a moment.

And once again I will defer to my wise old mother.

[zeitgeist]

Settle in for a long and bumpy ride. Bumpy from the turds being flung, that is.



I hate liars.

Was their a Reader's Digest condensed version of this?  So many words so little time.

[BEG]

Why doesn't his brilliant wife with a masters degree have a job where they can get insurance?

[Ogre]

Why doesn't his brilliant wife with a masters degree have a job where they can get insurance?

You know better than to confuse a DUmmy with relevant questions.

Besides, way too long to read it all, just skimmed over it.

Another woe is me story (with creative license of course).

I remember Coach's sage advise "DUmmies lie, DUmmies lie at the time.

[Carl]

MedicalAdmin   (1000+ posts)           Mon Dec-05-11 03:23 PM
Original message
I suspect that I am dying. And I won't seek treatment.
  
I could say that this has nothing to do with me being a typical male, but let me tell my story and you decide.

I work hard and always have. 6 years ago a company passenger van, driven by an unlicensed driver, flew through a stop sign and plowed into me. I was recovering when about 4 months later I was driving back from a PT session when another driver blew through a stop sign and T boned me into a hospital. I am partially paralysed these days and in great pain all the time from the resultant spinal injuries.

Here's were it gets fun. After the second accident the first insurance company decided that I wasn't hurt, the second company blamed the first company claiming pre-existing conditions and my insurance company said it wasn't their problem because of the car accident so they weren't paying either. The neurosurgeon and hospital (somewhat reasonably) decided that without an insurance company to cover the costs, they wanted cash on the spot.

Thus I have a spinal injury and no treatment.

My job, needless to say, let me go. Luckily a doctor I know hired me to work in her clinic (I'm a little AR and a good organizer and planner) in admin where I could function without movement as any movement triggers spasms and pain. But she can't pay enough to make a huge difference and can't extend insurance because her clinic is too small to take on the premium increase that my pre-existing condition would bring. Not that she didn't try but when faced with a bill that would have bankrupted the clinic she sat down and had a tear filled (on her part) talk with me telling me why. She had literally over 20 estimates and none of them were worth the shit found on a piece of used toilet paper.

For the past 6 years I have been struggling with a legal fight to get some payment so that I can get some treatment for this. I had a chat with my lawyer again this morning (considered to be the best personal injury attorney in the state) and he told me that the insurance companies have filed for yet another extension. He thinks that they are trying to win a war of attrition. They have offered about $12,000 in a settlement. In case you are wondering, this is a joke. My take home was about $40,000 after taxes and I had full insurance for myself and my family. I no longer have savings.

And yes, I did mention dying. Recently I started to hemorrhage blood every morning and night to the tune of between 16 and 32 ounces a day. Some days I don't but on average I would say that I bleed about 5 days out of 7. I hide this from my wife, my boss, and everyone else in my life. These bleeds have been accompanied by a loss of balance (+vertigo) and blinding migraines. A doctor friend of mine who practices in Canada took my phone call, asked about the symptoms and told me that he would screen me for a tumor and he would do it tomorrow (this was about 5 months ago). I promised him that I was seeing a doctor the next day. I lied so he wouldn't worry and moved on with my life. Or tried to. I'm sicker every day.

I doubt I will live to see the end of the lawsuit, but I could be wrong. I know a lot of you will tell me, "go see a doctor and do it now," or "get help and figure out the bills later," but that advice only exists for the rich and middle class, a club membership I lost 6 years ago when a company decided to employ for 2 years an unlicensed driver for their passenger shuttle. And my second mistake was to in this country. In any sane country, this shit just doesn't happen. I have chosen to do nothing because I can afford no other option. I can't afford the surgery. I can't afford the diagnostic tests to check if I have tumors growing in my head and even if I could, what is the point of finding out a diagnosis that I can't afford to get treated for. Ignorance is bliss for as long as it lasts.

This essay came to me because there is still an ever growing number of people, even on DU, who don't ****ing get it. The insurance companies are still in control of the gates to the city and they don't want your poor ass to get through. They want you dead. They want me dead. And they are coming for you and your family next. You are one moment, one car accident, one second away from being exactly where I am.

And I spend part of each day wondering what type of bullet will do the job right.

I no longer believe that American's have the will of the means to change the system. Chomsky was right when he said in 1998 that the USA would become the greatest threat to democracy in the world in the coming century. I used to think he was cynical. I now know that he was far too pollyanna.

I would like to get feedback on the state of health care delivery in the USA. What is your story? How has this effected you or your family? Do you, like me, avoid all care even though you are sure you need it because you know you can't afford it or can't access it? Do you know anyone who has died or killed themselves because of the lack of health care access in the USA? And most importantly, does anyone have any idea what we can do about it?

Final word - if your ideas for solution include insurance companies, you are a fool. That is just my opinion so don't take it personally, although being a fool you either won't figure out what I just said or you will and will take umbrage anyway.
http://www.democraticunde...l&address=439x2431404

http://www.conservativecave.com/index.php/topic,67306.0.html

Several changes in the story since 2 months ago.
The truth is always easy to remember.

[GOBUCKS]

Man, that guy is a shitty driver.

[Skul]

Has to be the longest, most boring bouncy ever written.
No bong

[jukin]

And yes, I did mention dying. Recently I started to hemorrhage blood every morning and night to the tune of between 16 and 32 ounces a day. Some days I don't but on average I would say that I bleed about 5 days out of 7.

This caught my eye for bullshit. Let's go with 16 oz/(5/7) day that's an average of 11.5 oz per day on the low end. 80 oz per week. The average person has 5.5 qts or 176oz. That means the DUmmy is losing half his blood supply every week and that's on his most low side of blood loss. He must be one hell of a blood producer..or..just maybe..a liar.

[BannedFromDU]

This caught my eye for bullshit. Let's go with 16 oz/(5/7) day that's an average of 11.5 oz per day on the low end. 80 oz per week. The average person has 5.5 qts or 176oz. That means the DUmmy is losing half his blood supply every week and that's on his most low side of blood loss. He must be one hell of a blood producer..or..just maybe..a liar.

     Maybe by 'blood' he means 'bullshit.'

[JohnnyReb]

If he's done all this, it's time to die, he's worn out. No one lives forever....and he should have taken a little less time off and saved his money.

DUmmie says, "I’ve lived in Canada, the USA, and Venezuela. I have traveled to Mexico, Guatemala, Costa Rica, Columbia, Panama, Brazil, England, France, Germany, Australia, and New Zealand. I have friends all over the world. I have experienced some really cool shit in my life. I’ve worked as a rig pig, corrections officer, teacher, conductor, musician, private chef, and medical administrator. I’ve hiked glaciers and mountains, shot white water rapids, played with jazz, rock and symphonic bands, explored the Amazon, and eaten way too much ice cream.

I’ve helped set up a food co-op and a school in Guatemala, taught English as a second language to immigrants, taught composition and elocution to Chinese diplomats, worked with the sick, developed curriculum for developmentally delayed students, helped find housing and education for homeless people, donated to charities, conducted an orchestra, worked to get progressives elected (I’m a graduate of camp Wellstone – a highly worthy cause) and I make one mean roast leg of lamb.

I’ve been diving, mountain climbing, mountain biking, camping, hiking, skiing, and so many other things. I’ve had great friends and I’ve had an impact on my world. My life, although shorter than I wanted it to be and missing a few adventures, has been good. I am content except for my worry about my wife."

[Mr Mannn]

This is all pracice for the disability gravy train review board.

OR

another Amdyscam in the works. "I could be only $10 away from another auto accident."

[Chris_]

For someone who's dying, he sure does talk a lot.

a company vehicle driven by an unlicensed driver

[andhe78]

What a load of bull.  He's got to be leaving something out in that story.  I too was in a bad accident, both knees ruined, wasn't sure if I'd walk again.  Not a bit of the crap that supposedly happened to him, I had to go through.  First responders were great, ER was good, I never paid a dime for surgeries, reconstruction, physical therapy, never had to hire a lawyer, etc.  And fifteen months later was back to work, a little slower maybe, but sometimes "slow is smooth, and smooth is fast."

Granted, this was just my personal experience, but have got to wonder if the difference is this guy wanted to use his accident to cruise on disability for the rest of his life, and my goal was to just get back to work.

These stories irk me.  I've also been in Canadian emergency rooms and have been left waiting bleeding on their floor.  American healthcare, while is does have its problems, has been decent to me.

[JohnnyReb]

vehicle driven by an unlicensed driver...around here that means illegal alien.

[Vagabond]

If he's done all this, it's time to die, he's worn out. No one lives forever....

You said what I was thinking.  No one gets to have every experience in life.  It's a sure bouncy, though.

[GOBUCKS]

I am content except for my worry about my wife.

Not to worry, DUmbass, stevenumbers has your back.

[miskie]

In short (assuming this is all true), primitive has been in two debilitating accidents, and has cancer. Somehow, the poor treatment he received medically for the injuries related to the accidents are responsible for his fatal diagnosis.

How about this variant instead -

Primitive gets blinding migraines and has for quite some time - but since he is a world-traveling superhero, he feels no need to do anything but take a couple of aspirins for them. Two migraines happen at inopportune moments, leading to both of his accidents. While in the hospital for both events, the primitive doesn't feel the need to mention the migraines, possibly because he isn't concerned about them, or possibly because admitting the migraine attacks would implicate him in the accidents.

Then the tumor he has ignored for years became fatal, so, now it's time to make the best use of it before he checks out of Hotel Living.

[Vagabond]

vehicle driven by an unlicensed driver...around here that means illegal alien.

Which means he is full of it.  A company vehicle being driven by an unlicesnsed driver is a slam dunk lawsuit against that company for negligence.  The main argument by the insurance company would be that it wasn't insuring the unlicensed driver, which would still leave the company that owned the vehicle on the hook.

[zeitgeist]

If he's done all this, it's time to die, he's worn out. No one lives forever....and he should have taken a little less time off and saved his money.

DUmmie says, "I’ve lived in Canada, the USA, and Venezuela. I have traveled to Mexico, Guatemala, Costa Rica, Columbia, Panama, Brazil, England, France, Germany, Australia, and New Zealand. I have friends all over the world. I have experienced some really cool shit in my life. I’ve worked as a rig pig, corrections officer, teacher, conductor, musician, private chef, and medical administrator. I’ve hiked glaciers and mountains, shot white water rapids, played with jazz, rock and symphonic bands, explored the Amazon, and eaten way too much ice cream.

I’ve helped set up a food co-op and a school in Guatemala, taught English as a second language to immigrants, taught composition and elocution to Chinese diplomats, worked with the sick, developed curriculum for developmentally delayed students, helped find housing and education for homeless people, donated to charities, conducted an orchestra, worked to get progressives elected (I’m a graduate of camp Wellstone – a highly worthy cause) and I make one mean roast leg of lamb.

I’ve been diving, mountain climbing, mountain biking, camping, hiking, skiing, and so many other things. I’ve had great friends and I’ve had an impact on my world. My life, although shorter than I wanted it to be and missing a few adventures, has been good. I am content except for my worry about my wife."

Interesting but is that the most interesting? 


[youtube=425,350]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Bc0WjTT0Ps[/youtube]

[delilahmused]

If a company was using an unlicensed driver (even if they didn't know) why didn't he bypass the insurance companies and just sue the company? Call the local news, whatever, no company wants bad PR. For people who always talk about suing they seem to miss the really obvious opportunities when they come around.

Cindie

[Doc Savage]

Why doesn't his brilliant wife with a masters degree have a job where they can get insurance?

Well, maybe his wife is the real bright one

We had finally settled down after wandering the world and finishing our masters and doctors degrees (she’s the one with the brains)

Who the F*#) gets a doctors degree.  

[GOBUCKS]

This bouncy tale has the same ring of truth to it that we got from DUmmy Straight Story's goofy plea to the DUmp for money.

He wanted to take his terminally-ill ex-wife on a skydiving trip.

[Traveshamockery]

 

[wasp69]

For people who always talk about suing they seem to miss the really obvious opportunities when they come around.

Cindie

Considering that it's all a work of fiction, a lawsuit would be kind of pointless.