I discovered I don’t like kale very much. And I continued to look more yellow than pink. My family did more research and discovered kale unleashes its healing wonders best when cooked. So kale sandwiches were out and kale with pasta and kale omelets were in. I still didn’t like kale very much. But then it turned out parsley is almost as good a source of K when eaten raw! I like a little parsley on my tabbouleh and mushrooms grilled Spanish style, so this was good news—if it worked as a garnish it might be pretty tasty consumed in hearty mouthfuls. It isn’t.
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I guess I love Medicare—because this liver transplant thing would wipe me out if I didn’t have it. But I want to assure you, Mr. President, Medicare is such a ramshackle contraption, Obamacare has a ways to go to come anywhere close.
Fortunately, vitamin K will never be a party to this bait and switch. That’s because Medicare doesn’t cover vitamin K at all.
OK, I didn’t exactly have hemophilia, and I wasn’t injecting vitamin K; but Mephyton is a clotting factor and I needed it to stay alive and I was clearly covered by the spirit of the law if not the letter. There is actually a Medicare ombudsman whose job, I assume, is to advocate for people like me. But the ombudsman is impossible to get on the phone. You have to work your way up the ladder. I’d advanced a few rungs to an “advance resolution center specialist” and was still waiting for a callback from the actual ombudsman when I ran out of Mephyton pills again.
Well, then, I said, I guess I’ll just buy it here.
