The VA nonsense: your're going to die!

I like what my former pastor at Christ Church used to say:  face up to it; you're going to die! I don't attend the church anymore because they might be in jeopardy.

Anyway, the Brits and the Americans now are facing a terrible dilemma.  You tell the patient you're old and you don't have a chance in a million to survive to next year,or you tell them we'll put you on some list for a procedure or a doctor-recommended blah, blah, blah.  Now the patient and his family will opt for whatever gives them hope despite the odds. Or they're young and hope for a future when they don't have a chance, given the studies of people with their condition.  You got to brace up, man.

But the fact of the matter is I must live by reality.  I'm old and I know it.  I accept it.  But most people want that last glimmer of some procedure or some medical magic that doesn't exist.  So, the costs of medical care go up because they can't accept death as a real prospect in their life.  It's sad.

So, call me a messenger of death.  It's coming to every one of us.  I won't allow federal funds to be used to prolong life that has no chance of living.  Eat that;and enjoy the time you have with your loved one before he's (or, she's) gone.  There's too many that are younger and can survive for twenty to thirty years and have a good life, if only they could get the treatment the old selfishly want from the federal government.  England has the same problem.