Dear Old Bat
Apparently there is an Old bat at my Grandmother’s retirement home who doesn’t think I’m sick and thinks that I shouldn’t receive medical treatment for my lupus and that all of that money is being wasted on me.
Guess what OLD BAT?
JUST BECAUSE I LIVE WITH A DISEASE THAT HAS NO CURE DOESN’T MEAN I DON’T DESERVE A FIGHTING CHANCE AT LIVING.
I guess kids with cancer don’t deserve to get chemotherapy/radiation because technically there is no permanent cure for cancer.
I guess people with HIV/AIDS shouldn’t be allowed to get their medicine cocktails that hopefully help prevent their bodies from deteriorating.
Oh and here’s the kicker, the Old Bat said “You’re too happy to be sick!”
You want to know why I’m happy, Old Bat? I’m happy because I’m blessed that someone, somewhere has decided to “waste money” on me so I can receive medical treatments to LIVE.
I’m happy because my fiancé and I got some life changing news this past week and hopefully in the near future I will no longer be his fiancé, I will be his wife.
I’m happy because I fight a battle every single day that few people understand and I WIN that battle every single day.
Old Bat, you may think that “Obamacare” is wasting money trying to save my life, and that’s ok. Because I know the truth. My family and friends know the truth. There are people out there who believe my life is worth saving, even if it’s only for a little bit.
Not all of us will be so lucky to live to 80, Old Bat.
Bite Me Old Bat,