I have a chronic disease. At 50. No insurance. Now severely underemployed. I’ve been trying like a MF for the last few years to make things right for my family. Ain’t looking for charity, sympathy.
Current remission is at 95% success rate with the newest latest bestest drug therapy.
It is now out of my reach.
Not whining, just saying, this is life. Don’t know how much longer I have. Don’t care, except I would like to spend as much time with my grandbabies as possible.
When the great good God wants me to come home, I’m going home.
OMG.
I wish I had something to say that could help...but ...I am so sorry. What a terrible situation.
I hope for the best for you.