I felt compelled to write a blog after my experience of being kicked up the arse once more by this country that I live in.
Two days ago, after waiting months for my medical card, I finally got it in the post. And you know what it was? They gave me a GP visit card – but not only that, they only issued it for one month. Yes, I’m serious. I was issued a blood GP Visit Card for one month. It expires in September.
It always surprises me the way the people who run this country kick us when we’re down. They strip us of all extra cash, to the point where people can just about pay the mortgage and afford groceries, and then they refuse to give us any assistance whatsoever. They decide to take away our A&E services in our nearest hospital, knowing full well that people will die as a result; they decide to only give me a half assed version of a benefit for a month, because they clearly are full of it.
So Ireland, please continue to kick us when we’re down. You’ve done well of it so far. Even when the Celtic Tiger was alive and roaring, they still took our money. It seems that all these people care about is themselves. Nobody else. As long as the rich men in the suits get their whopping pay cheque at the end of the week, everything is dandy.