America today is no place to be old or sick.—SW
First off, thanks for buying and actually reading my books, visiting my Web site, consulting me for advice and readings, participating in my New Astrology™ Facebook application, and coming to my Myspace page and trudging through my Amazon blog and writing to me and stuff …
I haven’t communicated much since before July. You must be wondering what happened to my summer.
Might sound weird, but I too am wondering what the hell happened to my summer.
Looking back, I can recall no impromptu jaunts to steaming hot beaches, no refreshing dips in the Mediterranean, no gourmet meals in elegant restaurants, not a single barbecue or picnic or walk in the woods. All I remember doing between July and now is hitting these damnable keys thousands of time every day in order to rewrite the first book I ever wrote (in 1975!) about Chinese Astrology—in French!
What I did with my summer could just as well have been done in the winter. I stayed indoors. I hardly ever got out of my nightgowns (the better to keep me indoors writing). I visited four different peoples’ houses for pleasant French family dinners. I drove to Bargemon (a nearby village) once to have lunch with my California friend, Elizabeth, who has a lovely house with a handsome swimming pool and a sweet new French husband to match. So much for summer entertainment.
Oh yes, and besides writing, I trudged to about ten different doctors, hospitals, clinics, radiology centers, and blood test labs in pursuit of an overall picture of my current health.
As many of you know, I had breast cancer twice. That was about thirty years ago.
My first breast cancer operation took place in New York. When I got home from New York Hospital, I received a postcard telling me that my excellent health insurance company—Blue Cross/Blue Shield of NY—had cancelled my excellent health insurance policy.
Why? (That was my first reaction too.) Why in the name of good common sense would an insurance company cancel someone’s paid up policy just after they had had a mastectomy and were on the brink of a year’s chemotherapy? I mean, why bother to buy insurance if it cancels you when you get sick?
