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Lucky Numbers:  32, 25, 11, 9, 6, 26

You cannot help the poor man by destroying the rich.

I am a consumer of our public health system. I don’t have any private health insurance. What can I say? I’m an optimist. A miserly optimist.

Recently though my optimism has taken a downward turn due to intermittent tooth aches. It’s really quite difficult to sustain a smile when your mouth endures such agony. I know what I must do to rebuild my happiness, I must see a dentist.

However, being seen by a dentist is truly an expensive exercise. I could reduce the expense if I had private health insurance. But is this really fact given the cost of insurance? You see the conundrum.

Am I denying the dentist profound wealth by my non compliance with logic?

Am I defying the common sense of health insurance by keeping my purse sealed?

Am I right now searching for a hammer to fix this sore tooth myself?

No, no, and yes probably.

If it were true that either dentist or insurance really felt some void by my not contributing to their profits, then this cookie fortune would be spot on. As I see it, I’d be destroying the rich dentist and CEO by continuing as I am right now. But I’d be continuing as I am right now, which does not help me (the poor).

I have options (and pain killers), but I think the path here is clear. I may just have to concede defeat, weep for the significant drop in savings and go get this tooth looked at. Then again I may just have to punch it. Neesh.

Lucky Numbers: 8, 14, 16, 23, 25, 40

8: another of my lucky numbers

16: it’s 61 backwards, don’t you know!

25: the age I was when I first damaged the tooth in question, biting into a gigantic lollipop