Health Plan

I have to choose a health plan;
It’s driving me insane.
The varying opinions
Do so little to explain.

If I do nothing, then it seems
The new plan I did choose.
If I “opt out” I keep the old
And either way, I lose.

Both plans have pros and cons, of course;
My friends are torn and split.
I rarely like decisions
And in this case, not one bit.

I have two weeks to ponder
Then I have to make my pick,
But all this back and forth about it’s
Making me feel sick.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Rigoler Avatar
October 20, 2021 at 11:38 AM
I made my choice some weeks ago – I'm not making any changes at all. And you're right, Ilene, few health plans are rarely simple to grasp on a first reading or even a tenth! / Maurice
Wolf Avatar
October 17, 2021 at 6:30 PM
Ha, ha, ha, ha! 'Getting sick' - just 'part of the process' as someone we know is wont to say. Hilarious, ilene! :) gw
Leffanta Avatar
October 15, 2021 at 11:25 AM
I have stuck with plain old Medicare because it seems to me all the "offers" come from companies who must spend more on advertising than on medical care. Hope that helps! Enjoyed your poem!
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