Morning -- Elder Law Fair, sponsored by half a dozen organizations including the County Bar Association. The flyer promised it would start with Refreshments at 8:30 -- alas! nothing set out but coffee urns and hot water for tea. You know the drill -- the usual opportunity to cruise exhibitors' tables and pick up imprinted pens, key chains, and wrapped candy, all of which went into a bright red tote bag from the AARP.
I breakfasted on tea and kisses. Sounds like a song title.
The first lawyer who spoke said he preferred the phrase Seasoned Citizens, which he then used throughout his presentation. Maybe I'm the only one of several hundred attendees who found that somehow patronizing? as if Senior was a bad word? I did pick up a few facts, though -- did you know Americans aged 85 and older constitute less than two percent of the population? I realize there's no particular merit in simply breathing for a long time, but it doesn't take much these days to make me feel special.
Then in the afternoon -- I swear this was all coincidence -- I had an appointment at a local non-profit called Lifespan. My health insurer is discontinuing the fine prescription drug coverage it's been offering -- well, it was somewhat fine. I have fallen into the Donut Hole
That Lifespan appointment turned out to be with a woman who took courses and passed an exam to be certified as a Medicare Counselor or whatever they call it. She said there's at least one available in every county, free. She typed my meds into just the right screen, hit keys to research things I hadn't even considered -- would I save money buying online? -- did any insurer have special arrangements with pharmacies in my zip code? -- and came up with exactly the right company (four stars out of five in consumer satisfaction, too.)
Best of all, when I said I wouldn't be able to enroll over the phone and was stressed out by the Internet, she offered to do it for me. She spent another half-hour on the phone -- even she found it frustrating. But at least she could hear what they were saying on the other end. And I'm all set!
You've got to work at Being Old.