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Well, I just read quickly this news article and the first thing that came into my small mind was drugs from Canada and then cannabis oil for cancer. I don’t know anything about drugs from Mexico.
My next thought is the safety of drugs. I cringe at the thought of the strange ingredients not meant for human consumption.
Okay, he’ll repeal and replace ObamaCare and there won’t be that mandate to have coverage. I like that insurance are sold AND accepted across state lines. I have no idea how HSA works. I don’t know about Medicaid as state grants. I don’t know about negotiable prices of drugs, which don’t cure anyway!
As for mental health reform, those with psychological issue cannot be cured, although those exorcisms in mental institutions do offer cures. As I suggested we need more ‘healers’ to exorcise or at least encourage these immortal disembodied spirits to go away.
Off-topic rant related to mental health reform:
20160301-2347. At 1600 pm, the three of us arrived home from yet another weirdly busy day. This day had lots of thick chemtrails. Earlier this morning, the skies was filled with lots of feathery clouds! We left early for Dad’s bloodwork, which requires him to fast.
Anyway, we saw the maroon Dodge Caravan # 698 parked on the left driveway and the garage door opened. The crazy bitch living next door to us was having her episodes again.
As soon as I parked Dad’s MB E430 inside the garage, he wanted to check the mail. I quickly closed our electric garage. Mom and I scolded him because he wasn’t sympathic enough to understand that the crazy bitch was having a fit.
As predicted earlier, the crazy bitch would have her episode. Why, Flynn? After we came home around 1030 am from shopping for grocery at the DeCA, I told Dad about my fender bender. I requested his assistance to carpool me to and from the repair shop.
And so my car is in for repairs. As a result, the crazy bitch thinks I’m having sexual relations with her husband. I don’t know if she is referring to the dark-skinned Ilocano, Billy or the one-eyed Honduran, Juan.
So folks, I’ll twiddle my thumbs in disgust until y’all fix the problem with psychos like her. I’ll laugh if this health care debacle isn’t reformed to my favor. Sickness is a burden to society.
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