General Discussion

The rest of our savings were blown away in medical catastrophes, in spite of having good health insurance. That was in the days of aptly named COBRA plans and subsequent uninsurability.

Fortunately we were able to keep our home by the slimmest of margins (we were days from foreclosure) and settle our medical debts for pennies on the dollar (not really, insurance had already paid out insane amounts of money) and home prices here in our region of California have doubled or tripled since then.

When we can no longer support our home I imagine we'll sell it and move in with whoever will take us. That's the generational pattern in my family, probably going back to our arrival in America.

If nobody wants to take me in (I can be a pain to live with, especially when I'm off my meds and even when I'm not) so I suppose I might end up homeless too. It wouldn't be the first time and that was probably my expectation for how I'd end up when I was at my worst in my late teens and early twenties. Unfortunately I may no longer have the physical ability and mental acuity for the rougher sorts of life ten or twenty years from now. Nevertheless I don't want to be a burden on anyone.

Maybe this nation will get it's act together by then and rebuild itself as a truly civilized nation that makes sure nobody goes hungry, homeless or without basic medical care, but it's hard to be optimistic so long as the Nazi... ahem... Republican Party exists.

I can't imagine how much discussions like this must anger people who are struggling to live on meager pensions or paycheck-to-paycheck with few or no assets.