“He started getting weak last Sunday. His joints ache and he has problems feeding himself. He hasn’t been out of bed all day today, even to go to the bathroom. I don’t know what to do! His employer fired him a month ago because they said they were “downsizing” the company, but I think it was because they didn’t want their insurance premiums to go up if he had to go into the hospital. Nobody else was let go. My insurance won’t cover him and the hospital in this county is privately owned. I’ve spent all of our savings on the medications that the doctors prescribed, but they didn’t do any good,” I told her with a broken voice.
She patted my hand and said, “Don’t worry yourself , Honey. I know you’ve done your best. That’s all anyone can do. Let’s go to the living room and we’ll talk about it.”