Medicare
The phone rings and the lady of the house answers,
"Hello".
"Mrs. Ward, please."
"Speaking."
"Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing
Laboratory. When
your doctor sent your husband's biopsy to the lab yesterday, a
biopsy from
another Mr. Ward arrived as well, and we are now uncertain
which one is
your husband's. Frankly the results are either bad or
terrible."
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Ward asks nervously.
"Well, one of the specimens tested positive for
Alzheimers and the other
one tested positive for AIDS. We can't tell which is your
husband's."
"That's dreadful! Can't you do the test again ?"
questioned Mrs. Ward.
"Normally we can, but Medicare will only pay for these
expensive tests one
time."
"Well, what am I supposed to do now ?"
"The people at Medicare recommend that you drop your
husband off somewhere
in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don't sleep
with him."
