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Runes. Otherwise known as chicken feet prints in the snow.
A hell of a lot easier to read than the runes of navigating a world without real health care. Without a lot of other necessities, too.
Thank you, again, to everyone who dragged me out of this black hole the other night. I can actually take care of bills by Tuesday, and pick up Wings's scrip, too. Just the relief off being able to do that is giving me the mental headspace to be able to do battle with the manufacturer about getting his scrip free or at least greatly reduced, IF it works for him. [It may not, and we may find him back on his usual protocol. I went through virtually every brand of inhaler, each at $300 a pop, only to find that I'm allergic to them all. So we have to know whether it works for him, and it may not; he's hypersensitive to most of the newer meds.]
In the meantime, of course, we still need to make sales to get his dental fund covered. All thirty-five thousand dollars worth (for reference, think the windows, the electric install, and the indoor part of the plumbing install on building our house, all combined). Folks can help in several ways (sales are always preferred):
Please share everything. Thanks. I'm still slow from all the physical pain, and since we spent the morning on Joe, I'm more behind now than usual and I need get to work.
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