You’re describing a Medicare Supplement or “Medigap” plan (Part G and up). A Medicare Advantage plan (Part C) replaces traditional Medicare (Parts A & B, and maybe D). It’s easy to confuse them, but the differences are critical.
It’s mentioned more than once in @JohnT’s excellent thread, but I’ll say it here: SHIP can be an Ogsend in situations like yours.
Thomas Benjamin Wild, Esq. “I’ve No More Fucks To Give” is your song.
Me too. I had to do an advantage plan. I wish that I had not. If you can possibly afford a supplement plan do the supplement. Advantage really is not any advantage to the patient.
I know it’s been posted elsewhere, but this did piss me off.
Your countries are going to hell!
Yes, Medicare Advantage was authorized by Congress as a way of convincing Republicans to permit Medicare to continue—it’s basically a chance for private corporations to get their hands on that sweet government money. And the middleman must be paid—meaning that denials of coverage under MA plans exceed denials under original Medicare.
An MA plan can work out well for someone with no need of treatment (no illnesses, no accidents) because they can offer “goodies” to entice enrollment.
But on the whole, in general, you’re better off with Original plus a Supplement plan (if that’s affordable), than with any Medicare Advantage plan.
He also said, “Everyone says that I should get the Nobel Peace Prize for each one of these achievements.”
Everyone, Don? Everyone? Nobody in that room, I’ll bet. Not a one.
It’s almost impressive how everything he says in that seems to be the opposite of reality. At least what’s in that article. It’s mind-boggling.
I’d also heard on the radio this morning, on my way to work, how he was claiming all of these years-long wars he ended, that “nobody said could be done”. Everything was just pulled out of his ass. He might as well claim that he got Jupiter and Neptune to stop fighting using Space Force.
Everyone he lets talk to him. Everyone he doesn’t dismiss as “fake news”.
I watched the whole thing and the “opposite of reality” describes the entirety of it.
And you’re leading the fucking way.
I just received an email from our public library:
I feel like I have to throw up.
Trump has created a presidential walk of fame somewhere in the West Wing. The wall contains B&W portraits of all the presidents in gold (no surprise there) frames.
All of the presidents, except one. Instead of Biden’s portrait, there’s an image of an autopen.
His pettiness knows no bounds.
Obama is on the wall? I’m stunned.
That’s because, deep, deep down, Trump knows that if he’s ever facing a major crisis and things are going terribly for the US of A, he’ll be on the phone to President Obama begging (with tears in his eyes) “Sir, sir, please tell me what do do? Help me please, sir.”
I predict; Demanding that NASA, or somebody, summon a Charlie Kirk Force ghost.
Fucker pissing and moaning about the UN escalator stopping on him when it was due to his own videographer at the top of the escalator that stepped awry and triggered a safety stop mechanism. Good thing that they got it going, he could have been stuck on that thing for hours!
"Jane, stop this crazy thing!"
That escalated quickly.
Did anyone bring a trident?
“I didn’t” said the 5th dentist.