Just how did I get old enough to have to apply for Medicare?? Isn't that just for old farts? Yep...today was the day I applied. Here in the States, you are made to apply. No options. You pay into the system all your working life and when you are about three months away from your birthday, you go online, fill out all the answers to the questions and Bob's your Uncle...you're in. Incredible...unreal...I use to look at my Dad's Medicare card and think to myself, he can't be that old!Hahaa...little did I know.
SO, join me in the proverbial salute to old age...In my head I can still hear my favorite song by the Bee Gees, How Deep is Your Love, and remember all the fun we had dancing to Stayin' Alive.
I guess that last tune says it all...remembering old loves...oh well, we all have one.
