Devestating; powerful write.
This was a poignant reminder of back in 1981, when I got food poisoning from Mexican food, from a cantina a block from my job. I was a clerk at a collection agency at the time. I left work when I developed diarrhea and projectile vomiting. My boss assumed I was lying, when I told her. She said she would fire me if I left, but I had to go…
My symptoms got even worse when I got home, even after there was nothing left in my system. I had to be taken to the ER, get IV fluids and an injection, to stop dry-heaving, and to stop hallucinations from being severely dehydrated and feverish.
The next day, I crawled back to work and brought not only the forms from the ER, but the wrappers from the syringe and IV materials. My boss harumphed, and told me to get back to work. I had saved my life, and barely saved my shitty job afterwards.
Yeah, those Reagan years. Looking back? Good times, at least compared to our new Trump Fascist state.