I did my Open Enrollment! Get yours done before Dec. 15!
Mine is! But I’m also losing out-of-network coverage.
One day in December, I got mysteriously ill. I’ll spare you the details, but let’s just say that I was suddenly spending a LOT of time on the toilet.
As a therapist I make a point of acknowledging in every first session the effort the client put into getting into therapy in the first place.
The first time I tried physical therapy, I paid $10 a session as therapists treated the wrong part of my back.
Here’s another essay that’ll stick with you: Elizabeth Rosen’s “A Real Emergency,” at Hazlitt.