Edena_of_Neith
First Post
From Edena_of_Neith, to everyone:
Ten years ago, at the behest of my mother, and in agreement with her, I took out a $700,000 life insurance policy on her. At that time, mother was 72, and the policy was good for 10 years.
3 years later, when my family turned on mother, I had the perfect chance to collect.
Mother was alone, abandoned, in a filthy motel in Michigan, sick, without a car and nobody to help her. It was the dead of winter, and a winter blast was raging in Michigan. Mother was distraught on the phone, distraught and at the end of her wits.
I was in Florida. I drove from Florida to Michigan without stopping, 23 hours on the road. I went to that motel, I got my mother to a warm place, I spent my money to take her to safety and warmth and comfort. I got her out of that situation. I saved her life.
4 years after that, mother had a quadruple bypass. Afterwards, I was her only real caregiver.
Repeated trips to the hospital ER were necessary. I was the only one who knew how to drive on the freeway at this point. My parents had not done so in years. The stretch of I-75 between here and the hospital is deadly. The surface roads are insane.
One night, at 4 in the morning, mother came to me. She needed to go to the ER right then.
I had had only 30 minutes of sleep. Mother offered to let father drive. Father - who suffers from dementia - insisted on driving. Father was mostly asleep. It was the morning rush hour, to boot.
Had father driven, both he and mother would have crashed on those roads, and mother - in her shape - would have died. I would have collected the cash.
I got my butt up. I drove that 40 miles. I protected my mother.
I brought mother back from where the surgery sent her. I walked 250 miles with her. I forced her to breathe on the Breather. I talked her mind into coming back. I fought the Florida medical profession that wanted to keep her on drugs that would have made her a permanent vegetable. I won. Mother came back fully.
Now, the life insurance has just expired. Completely.
Guess what? I just threw away THREE QUARTERS OF A MILLION DOLLARS. Gone. Zip. Over with!
I face a life of poverty now, with no job, unemployable, crippled, no family, no nothing. I don't expect to live very long, to be frank.
But I have earned the right to be called a Hero.
Edena_of_Neith
Ten years ago, at the behest of my mother, and in agreement with her, I took out a $700,000 life insurance policy on her. At that time, mother was 72, and the policy was good for 10 years.
3 years later, when my family turned on mother, I had the perfect chance to collect.
Mother was alone, abandoned, in a filthy motel in Michigan, sick, without a car and nobody to help her. It was the dead of winter, and a winter blast was raging in Michigan. Mother was distraught on the phone, distraught and at the end of her wits.
I was in Florida. I drove from Florida to Michigan without stopping, 23 hours on the road. I went to that motel, I got my mother to a warm place, I spent my money to take her to safety and warmth and comfort. I got her out of that situation. I saved her life.
4 years after that, mother had a quadruple bypass. Afterwards, I was her only real caregiver.
Repeated trips to the hospital ER were necessary. I was the only one who knew how to drive on the freeway at this point. My parents had not done so in years. The stretch of I-75 between here and the hospital is deadly. The surface roads are insane.
One night, at 4 in the morning, mother came to me. She needed to go to the ER right then.
I had had only 30 minutes of sleep. Mother offered to let father drive. Father - who suffers from dementia - insisted on driving. Father was mostly asleep. It was the morning rush hour, to boot.
Had father driven, both he and mother would have crashed on those roads, and mother - in her shape - would have died. I would have collected the cash.
I got my butt up. I drove that 40 miles. I protected my mother.
I brought mother back from where the surgery sent her. I walked 250 miles with her. I forced her to breathe on the Breather. I talked her mind into coming back. I fought the Florida medical profession that wanted to keep her on drugs that would have made her a permanent vegetable. I won. Mother came back fully.
Now, the life insurance has just expired. Completely.
Guess what? I just threw away THREE QUARTERS OF A MILLION DOLLARS. Gone. Zip. Over with!
I face a life of poverty now, with no job, unemployable, crippled, no family, no nothing. I don't expect to live very long, to be frank.
But I have earned the right to be called a Hero.
Edena_of_Neith
