No money, no medicine

by Jackie Lima—Pennsylvania

I met a 96 year old woman tonight. She invited me into her home and we began discussing health care. She had good reason for signing up as a member of Working America. Her son was denied his medication at their small town pharmacy because he owed too much money. In fact, there was a note on her table to that end. The woman expressed how hard it is to see her children suffering and vowed to sneak down to the pharmacy and pay her son’s bill. I told her if we had national health care, this wouldn’t be an issue—that her son would have his medications. Instantly, a look of relief filled her eyes. “That is why I’m out here,” I said. She gave me some fruit and sent me on my way.

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