Some two weeks ago, I left for our family ranch west of San Saba, Texas.  I traveled with as much speed as I could, as my eighty-two old mother, had pancreatitis and needed me to stay with her in a hospital and be present for decisions made.  As I traveled I listened to various radio commentators predict the fate of our aged if a certain Healthcare Bill passed.   I did not anticipate some already unusual ideas that Medicare has regarding the elderly.  Mother's week in the hospital was marked by meeting some really friendly and caring physicians and nurses, who give me gratefulness that West Texas still produces both well educated and caring medical personnel.  Altogether it was with gratitude that I drove mother the near 120 miles back to the ranch the day following surgery.I was armed with a wad of prescriptions that needed to be filled before we reached home late one Saturday.  Since mother's pharmacy was located in a Wal-Mart, I...(Read Full Post)