My great-uncle died yesterday. He'd been sick for a few weeks or so, with pneumonia. After several weeks (I have no idea why they waited so long) they took a chest x-ray and found lung cancer. Lots of it. That was ten days ago. His doctors were with Kaiser Permanente. They are the bastards whose slogan is "Thrive, with Kaiser Permanente."
On Saturday, his doctors told my uncle they planned to send him home. "Home" was where he had been living with his sister and her daughter, my cousin (who has been a nurse for decades). The doctors told my cousin they thought he was ready to go home. She told them they were nuts. He was gravely ill and still needed round-the-clock medical attention.
Kaiser relented and kept him. He died on Monday, just two days later. If he had been a homeless guy, or even a guy with a home who didn't live with a relative who was a nurse, maybe they would have just dumped him off in the middle of skid row and wished him a swift and painless death.
I missed it before, but now I understand the meaning behind "Thrive, with Kaiser Permanente." They can't possibly mean that you will thrive if you have Kaiser Permanente care. What they must mean is that if you have Kaiser Permanente, you had better hope that you thrive, because you certainly do not want to not thrive if you have Kaiser Permanente.
Their slogan should be "You don't want to get sick if you have Kaiser Permanente."