My health insurance company sent me a letter today. In it they said that they had informed my doctor that I am not taking my high blood pressure medicine.
Ooh, I’m really scared now. Yipes, tell my doc. Whatever will I do?
What my insurance company doesn’t know is this: I don’t want to go down the pill popping road. I bought a treadmill, dropped 10 pounds, increased OJ, decreased salt, started drinking hibiscus tea (Nasty stuff that, even with honey), and I’ve donated blood to the American Red Cross.
After 3 months my BP has dropped (avg) 20 points on both ends. Thank you very much.
I sent my insurance company this letter:
Dear Rat Fink,
Oh yeah? Well, I called your mother on the phone. I told her that you walk around with poop in your pants, you pick your nose in public, you stink, and no body likes you cause you’re a nerdy little tattle-tale. Bleah!