Next week Audrey is going back to the hospital for her second operation. The doctor was 90% sure he said that the first surgery removing malignant particles from her right breast would be successful.

But there are no guarantees in life. I don't understand what they are doing. They don't understand either. Another surgery. Then post surgery when several specialists will look at the results.

My ex doesn't seem old to me. It seems just the other day that I met her. She was 15 years old.

Supposedly under law there is no age discrimination. That is until you go to get help getting a job. That is until you go to get training. That is until you go to get counseling.

When I did, the government told me I was too old. The technical world is moving too fast for an old timer. My wife is getting the same story. She has the lemons but, at the moment, will she be able to make them into lemonade?

My daughter has worked for the better part of 20 years for a dentist that offered no health insurance. She knew it and she took the chance and now the whole family is splintering and shifting. My daughter is one of the 47 million facing an unknown number of surgeries and treatments. Don't pray for her. Pray for the other 47 million people and, above all, pray for the future.