GOALS AND RESOLUTIONS FOR 2024

Activities that inspire: Organizing Goals and Resolutions for 2024

Oscar Wilde

Basically, I don’t have any goals or plans — other than staying alive and doing what I do. I’m pretty comfortable in my space and aside from the problems of the world which I can’t fix — and the problems with Medicare, I plan on staying alive and enjoying my time.

Before I dive into photography, I want to talk about Medicare. I was awakened far too early this morning by a caller from Blue Cross who are my Medicare Advantage providers. They are the best of the bunch, mind you. All the others are worse.

She said my doctor needs to re-authorize my primary heart medication because it isn’t on their formulary. She also asked me “How long are you planning to be taking this medication?” Interesting question since I have to take it or I’ll die. I said “As long as my heart keeps beating.”

“Oh,” she said. Does anyone plan to take heart medication because it sounds like a fun idea? I asked her if the two valves that were replaced, the huge overgrown heart muscle that was carved up so I had somewhere for the blood to oxygenate, the bypass, and the pacemaker weren’t enough reason. How many reasons do I need?

Long pause. She said she’d just authorize it. “Good idea,” I responded.

Since I had her on the phone, I asked if there was any chance of my getting a proper inhaler to deal with my asthma. After a lot of shuffling around, looking through lists, the answer was NO. She said she understood my frustration.

I have a problem with that line. It sounds like my attempt to get a medication I need to breathe is merely frustrating. Rather like a kid wanting a toy mom doesn’t want to buy. Medicare’s decisions are life and death for all of we oldies. What I feel isn’t frustration. It’s closer to rage that I live in the only “modern” nation that doesn’t offer medical care to all its citizens as a right.

It was a long conversation. It wasn’t a fight or even an argument. More like an extended explanation of what is wrong with this “thing” we call a medical system and is anything but a “system.” It’s just a big old mess and I still don’t have an inhaler. Supposedly in 2025, they are doing away with the “donut” hole in Medicare, so when we use up our official allotment, we go straight to “It’s free! Yay!” This assumes the law goes into effect and whoever is our next president doesn’t abandon it.

Meanwhile, every time I am forced to watch one more Nikki Haley ad pointing out that 65 is too young for social security, I wonder if she has a clue how hard it is for anyone over the age of 50 to get any kind of job. Over 60? Good freaking luck. I can hardly wait for the New Hampshire primary to end.

So now, photography of which I have been doing rather more than I intended. Perhaps I do have goals, but I won’t know what they are until they happen.

These are the last of the winter Bluebird pictures. None of the others seem recoverable or they are exactly the same as the pictures I’ve already done. Processing these has been a learning process. It’s easy to process pictures that really don’t need processing. They are sharp, clear, bright. All they need is a little cropping, maybe removing something, and reducing it to the right publication size. These were work until I finally figured out the which steps to take to bring the pictures out of the fog. Having learned it, I don’t think I will easily forget it.

One of the most important things I learned was to trust the camera and the lens. It’s a great camera and a wonderful lens. Even with all the mist and fog, if I can get any kind of edge or any semblance of clarity, I can make the picture work.

So, in the end, making these terribly foggy, murky photographs look good enough to publish taught me a lot of about a process. It’s never going to be “quick,” but it works. I have the tools, I just need to acquire a bit more patience.



Categories: #Birds, #gallery, #Health, #Medicare, #Photography, Anecdote, bluebirds, Medical humor, medication, Quotation

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23 replies

  1. Oh my, that conversation…what did she expect the answer to be..lol. I hope you find a solution for the inhalers. Those bluebird photos are so pretty. I feel like the only birds I see around my house are very dull in color, minus the blue Stellar Jays which are pretty but very obnoxious, which seems to distract from their looks.

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    • I keep telling people: you have to give the birds a reason to show up — and that reason is food. Of course, you need someplace to put the feeders and birdseed isn’t cheap, nor is suet. But we are losing birds in the millions every year. We keep cutting down their habitat, so they don’t breed. We’ve lost more than 50 BILLION birds in the past 50 years and the carnage isn’t over.

      Ironically, that isn’t the first time I’ve been asked that question. For a chronic (permanent) condition — heart, asthma, HBP and plenty more — you may change medications at some point if a better one comes out or the one you are taking stops working, but you will NEVER stop taking some equivalent medication. It’s not a choice. It is life or death.

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  2. You can have my inhalers, Marilyn. I have one or two, and they don’t do a thing for me but give me thrush. They sit in their box in my drawer because they came automatically before the cancellation kicked in. I think they cost $47 per through Humana, which I thought was wildly high, considering that they did nothing for me.

    Sadly, I got a kick out of your insurance conversation about your heart medication. Because of my reoccurring DVT and pulmonary emboli, I am assigned a sentence of taking Xeralto for the rest of my life. I accepted my verdict by jumping up and down and setting off streamers in the doctor’s office. LOL (not). But I wasn’t devastated either, even though they cost $45 per month. through Humana, I get three months for the price of two, so that saves a little. My 80-year-old neighbor went to Turkey last year to see her daughter and bought huge supplies of what she needed over the counter there. Apparently, that’s where a lot of them come from. So, if you are in the market for a trip…

    Now, your beautiful bluebird. You are so talented and skilled. The first one looks like he is walking on a hardwood floor in a blue room with a white baseboard that someone painted out of the lines a little bit. It’s magical. All of the close-up profiles are fabulous.

    Thanks for participating in WQ. Your quote is so true, and who needs resolutions anyway when you can take pictures like you do? I make resolutions to take better pictures. You just take them. 🙂

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    • What kind of inhalers do you have? I they are NOT albuterol “emergency” inhalers, which I get for almost nothing but don’t help as they aren’t intended for asthma, I’m REALLY interested. Bresztri is the one that works best, but any of the asthmas/COPD inhalers are a whole lot better than being unable to do much because I’m gasping for breath. I’m told by friends overseas that these inhalers cost — over the counter — a dollar. Here? $500+ and even if they pay for most of it, the entire amount is deducted from your “allotment” for medication. I’d be out of funds in about three months. It’s infuriating because otherwise, I feel pretty good.

      I had Humana as a “back up” plan before the price got too high. But they kept their promises and you can’t say that about a lot of health insurance companies.

      That first picture must have been taken during one of those brief moments of sun. Between snow, rain, wind and hail, sometimes we get a few minutes of sunshine. It rained all night, but right now the sky is BLUE! Wow! AND it’s warm. It’s also extremely muddy, so it’s hard to find a dry place to walk or even park. If we could get at least three or four days without snow or rain, the ground might begin to dry, as least a little bit. There’s so much flooding going on …

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      • I think one of mine is Albuterol. I’m not sure. They are in Prescott, and we are in Scottsdale almost two hours away. They both make me cough so badly I can hardly breathe, and I’m exhausted. I’m glad you have some blue sky. That makes all the difference, doesn’t it? We had a few cloudy days, but for the most part the sky is gorgeous. Today the sky is clear and the temperature is 60.

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  3. More lovely bluebirds but I feel for you with the frustration over the inhaler. It’s crazy that such an advanced economy as the US can’t implement a decent health service! All I need to do to ‘qualify’ for my free (if you’re over 60, otherwise cheap) inhaler is to have an annual asthma review to check my breathing 😀

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  4. I hope they authorize the inhalers too. They don’t cost much at all. Like a dollar maximum.

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  5. Hi Marilyn, I am surprised you can’t get an inhaler. Asthma is a chronic illness. Your photographs look great. I have a new camera and lens and the pictures are smashing.

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    • I’ve got the same camera and lenses, but I’ve learned how to use them better. Of course the mist and fog — not to mention the endless rain and snow — make taking pictures rather more complicated, but I’m learning how to work with anything that isn’t entirely out of focus. Everything is a learning experience, even when you aren’t looking for a learning experience ☺️

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  6. do you know that bluebird-poem by Bukowski?

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    • No, but I’d be happy to read it!

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      • Bluebird (by Charles Bukowski)

        there’s a bluebird in my heart that
        wants to get out
        but I’m too tough for him,
        I say, stay in there, I’m not going
        to let anybody see
        you.
        there’s a bluebird in my heart that
        wants to get out
        but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
        cigarette smoke
        and the whores and the bartenders
        and the grocery clerks
        never know that
        he’s
        in there.
        there’s a bluebird in my heart that
        wants to get out
        but I’m too tough for him,
        I say,
        stay down, do you want to mess
        me up?
        you want to screw up the
        works?
        you want to blow my book sales in
        Europe?
        there’s a bluebird in my heart that
        wants to get out
        but I’m too clever, I only let him out
        at night sometimes
        when everybody’s asleep.
        I say, I know that you’re there,
        so don’t be
        sad.
        then I put him back,
        but he’s singing a little
        in there, I haven’t quite let him
        die
        and we sleep together like
        that
        with our
        secret pact
        and it’s nice enough to
        make a man
        weep, but I don’t
        weep, do
        you?

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