It’s been a interesting last few days, not overly bad, just frustrating at times, amusing at others! I managed to gather my temper before I ripped into a innocent soul needlessly, not her fault! I realized that she was just making the best of a situation beyond her control at the medical clinic office. What stopped me? I glanced behind me, six more people who just realized that they’re in the same boat… Another day! Always another day to solve my concerns, concerns that seem trivial.
I sit relaxing on the porch this evening after a hard days work, chasing yellow jackets from my old beer as I’m being invaded by hordes of ants looking for my beer, grrr… What’s next! Anyway it’s got me thinking! Yep! That’s bad! Never think when mad! You think foolish things!
So what’s the point of this senseless triad? Simply, that diabetic souls are the most sought after individuals by everyone wanting to make a buck off us but never approached as a group, other than those trade information, suggest the latest medical treatments, drugs, experimental research (even if it kills a few - opps), whimsical diets and other trinkets to dazzle us, enticing us one by one singularly.
How much power do we collectively wield as a group?
Think about that thought for a moment!
Take your time to ponder the benefits and the pitfalls. What could the buying power of this group could offer an commercial entity, money is money! A discount card for services? Needles? Insulin? Insurance? The basics to allow one access to blood glucose strips (ones of your choice) at a reduced cost? Would it help you? How do we offer wield that power? Your diabetes associations of your respective countries, singularly or collectively?
My mind is rambling at the moment, not following any particular path, it’s the way I was taught in university, crack open a bottle of rum or whiskey, drink and think aloud with friends!
I need more beer! Beer is good for the soul!