Our friend John is an amazing man. A master carpenter who can install a new toilet, rewire a circuit breaker, sheetrock a whole house and more. But he lives on the edge with no margin to spare. He tries hard to stay healthy and is strong as an ox. And when he gets sick, he's shit out of luck.
When things get really bad, he goes to his local aquarium supply shop and buys antibiotics used to treat fish. He could no more afford health insurance than our 19 year old daughter.
John has been working on our house off and on for years. Last winter he had a terrible infection and missed the whole week of work. We're lucky enough to be able to pay him anyway. He was really laid up, and was barely able to get to the fish store for his medicine. How insane is that? We live in a country where good people have to go to a freakin' pet supply store to get the medicine they need.
If you're sick of this kind of insanity, please go to my husband's diary and recommend it. It's time to raise holy hell.
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