> Subject:: MEDICARE IN A NUTSHELL
>
> > The phone rings and the lady of the house answers, 'Hello.'
> >
> > 'Mrs. Sanders, please.'
> >
> > 'Speaking.'
> >
> > 'Mrs. Sanders, this is Doctor James at Saint Agnes Laboratory.
> > When your husband's doctor sent his biopsy to the lab last week, a
> > Biopsy from another Mr. Sanders arrived as well. We are now
> > uncertain which one belongs to your husband. Frankly, either way
> > the results are not too good.'
> >
> > 'What do you mean?' Mrs. Sanders asks nervously.
> >
> > 'Well, one of the specimens tested positive for Alzheimer's and the other
> > one tested positive for HIV. We can't tell which is which.'
> >
> > 'That's dreadful! Can you do the test again?' questioned Mrs. Sanders.
> >
> > 'Normally we can, but Medicare will only pay for these expensive tests
> > once and once only.'
> >
> > 'Well, what am I supposed to do now?'
> >
> > 'The folks at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off somewhere
> > in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don't sleep with him.'