i hear that L.A. is one of the more difficult places for a women to find herself a shorty, so keep on keepin' on! sounds like you are taking the best and only possible tack in addressing the situation. warm wishes!
for courage and learning to be a better person on one's own alone, i recommend barbara dodson's Cassandra at the Wedding!
I could be wrong, but I believe that technically Marlise Munoz is the person accruing debt by being treated by the hospital, so the bills will be in her name. And while you can collect money from a dead person's estate, you can't make inheritors be responsible for a dead person's debt once the assets of the estate are gone. So anything in Marlise Munoz's own name would be wiped out, but it would not be legal to hold the husband or parents liable for the costs. What happens with joint-owned stuff, I don't know, but they would not be liable for her debt -- the hospital would just have to swallow those costs.
oh, sure, I don't think that feeling of intermittent incompetence ever goes away for anyone! I just meant that competency doesn't have to be one's definition of adulthood.
I do find I am a lot less likely to credit other people's magical competency the way I used to, though -- I sort of assume we are all quite similar in that intermittency, the older I get!
condolences to you and to your mother especially on your grandmother's illness. Losing a parent can be a visceral powerful terrible event no matter how old you are when it happens.
Are her parents still alive? If I could lay a bet with you about it, I would -- that they are. Because personally I really cannot relate anymore to the feeling of not being an adult -- I can't even remember clearly thinking that way, though I'm sure I did in my early 20s -- and I think that's why -- having the second parent die and realizing that you are it, it's all up to you, and you're next in line.
Maybe this is wrong of me, but I feel a little grumpy when people don't claim adulthood as theirs. Does that mean you don't have to take the consequences of your actions and somebody is going to swoop in and save you, and the rest of us should know that when we interact with you? I recognize, though, that this grumpiness is probably not entirely fair and it's because I am defining adulthood a little differently from other people and it's not about career success, or even stability per se, and definitely not about material trappings, working out, or salad to me -- it's about a fundamental attitude of accepting consequences and not expecting other people to take care of you.
My parents died young, and I took care of my mother for a while when she was dying, so there was never any choice about not becoming an adult. Now I'm happily married without children but can also imagine taking care of myself without my husband around, so yes, still there, an adult and prize it -- it's the price of independence and being honest with myself.
The first time I saw his byline in the Times, I mis-read his last name as "Douchebag," and ever since then it has been what I automatically silently think in my mind when I see he's come out with another op-ed. Oy!
or go to the barbershop! lots of them are happy to cut women's hair (for the same prices)
huh, maybe ask your doctor why compression socks are not good for you? they are pretty standard for people with DVT-risk, unless maybe there is something special about your case?
anyway, I just wanted to say that while some people do find them uncomfortable, for me they are amazingly comfortable and give me a sense of more energy (I guess because the blood circulates more)! The only annoying thing is putting them on in the first place -- but once they're on, my legs never get tired and I have energy all day! really worth trying for yourself (if medically permitted)!
Whoa, this is really scary. I feel these are the types of risks that doctors rarely take into account in their eagerness to prescribe birth control to everybody.
my own story: I had to go off birth control pills because of the blood clot risk (for a genetic risk factor -- Factor V Leiden), and it was my own decision (later confirmed by other doctors) because my GP never asked about/mentioned this kind of risk to me -- I found out that there was an added blood clot risk from the pill from friends. She also said, "you've been on the pill for x years and it's been okay, so why don't you just stay on it?" Yet one of my parents died from a pulmonary embolism and he's the one I inherited the Factor V Leiden. Why would I do that?
I also do all kinds of other things that increase the risk of blood clots, like frequent long-distance flying. I'd much rather not risk dying than learn how to use other forms of birth control (or even go ahead and get pregnant -- as a 30-something that would actually not be much of a disappointment if it happened, though we are not trying). Such a bummer that there was no conversation about it -- and that even pretty enlightened doctors often feel they "know best" when it comes to the supposed necessity of hormonal birth control.
(For the record, if anybody wants an alternative, diaphragms + spermicide work perfectly well, and are way cheaper, too!)
wait, what happened to the trash can?! ...amazingly wonderfully insane, thank you!