The gal at the counter asked for my insurance card and as I was getting it out of my billfold , I heard a familiar voice say that insurance probably wo n't cover it but she 'll check anyway . Standing in front of me was none other than the best friend of one of the guys in my support group ! What a treat to see a friendly face as I start a whole new chapter in my transition .
Question: Why am I being asked for my insurance card ?
The answer to the above question:


It is required of me .