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Luck Of The Dying
Veneta Masson
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My mother’s death cost $4,601.91. Medicare paid almost all of it; her Medigap policy covered the rest. Mom incurred no out-of-pocket expenses except for the Taco Bell crunchy beef tacos she kept asking for in her last weeks but barely touched.
As a nurse who has seen her share of death—the good, the sad, the horrific—I can attest to my mother’s luck in hers. She died of cancer at age eighty-four. It wasn’t the catastrophic kind that took my sister from her school-age children after three years of nonstop but ultimately futile treatment. My mother’s cancer was the late-blooming variety . . . [Full Text of this Article]
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