Series: Undertale Rating: M Genre: Romance/Friendship
You’re a modestly successful fiction writer living in rural Alaska; just
you, your dog, and your horse in a small cabin on a large piece of
property in the shadow of a mighty mountain range. You’re used the the
quiet, enjoy it even, but when you start having recurring dreams of a
strange skeleton visiting you in the night you wonder if the solitude
might be starting to get to you…at least until you realize you’re not
dreaming at all because Sans is, in fact, a real, live monster.
Friendship, romance, and shenanigans ensue.
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Winter in your Bones Chapter Eight: Huff Puff
Just over a week later it’s colder than ever and you’ve only seen
Sans once, when you made your trip into town together. You had tried to
get him to linger after the fact for dinner again, but this time he’d
refused. Not, he insisted, because of anything you had done or said, but
because he had things to take care of at home. He was distracted all
day, but you couldn’t pull a reason out of him no matter how subtly you
coaxed him. However, when you stopped at one of the smaller grocery
stores for some regular, non-bulk items you needed in town, you caught
him lingering in the pharmacy aisle, brow furrowed as he read over
labels on boxes of medicine.
“Pap’s not sick, is he?” you’d finally worked up the nerve to ask, and he’d glanced at you in surprise.
“no,” he’d admitted, though that only lead you to guess that whoever else was living out there with him might be.
Especially regarding pallanophs, because I sense I have (somehow) confused some people, especially newcomers. So before I forget, I thought I’d elaborate/clarify some things.
Pallanophs are not: Anthropomorphic. Were-creatures. Anything that falls under “furry.” These terms would imply that pallanophs are half-human or human-like renditions of existing animals, which they are not. They’re independent of earth mammals, though bear superficial resemblances to them. Felines, primates (baboons), bears, hyenas, and equines were my primary sources of inspiration when I designed them. They live on an alternate universe Earth, after all, so it’s not that big of a stretch.
Also for the record, I’m not someone who identifies as a furry, and I’ll be honest, tagging pallanophs/etc. as such is inaccurate and as a result, a bit bothersome to me. I know this is probably not a popular statement, so if you wish to unfollow me, feel free to do so.
This isn’t hyperbole. Even the most optimistic projections still estimated over 20 million people would lose coverage. You can’t take tens of millions of people who had health coverage, remove their health coverage, and expect that none of them are going to suffer life-threatening complications because they’re uninsured. You can’t erode protections for people with preexisting conditions, and expect that none of them are going to be put into life-threatening situations by those conditions because they can’t afford the medication that made a dangerous condition into a manageable one.
I don’t like Obamacare. I thought it was a flawed bill that pales in comparison to what’s actually needed to put healthcare in the United States to where it needs to be to adequately cover its citizens, and if someone proposed a new system that would do that, I’d be all for it, but only if it was a replacement that led to better coverage for everyone currently covered. Any bill that rips the carpet out from under millions of people is not the system that we needed.
People are going to die. People with diabetes aren’t going to get insulin, manageable health conditions are going to turn into unmanageable ones because people don’t have insurance and can’t afford medicine they need out-of-pocket. People with asthma and allergies aren’t going to get epinephrine, and allergic reactions or asthma attacks that would just be a scary hour or two are going to turn into a heartbreaking loss because people won’t have medicine they need to avoid dying from eating something that they didn’t know had ingredients they couldn’t eat, or breathing air that they didn’t know had particles they couldn’t breathe. People who have serious conditions that can be fixed with simple, minimally-invasive surgery aren’t going to get those conditions fixed because they can’t afford to pay for them without going homeless.
That’s just the tens of millions who are going to lose coverage altogether, before you get into the eroded coverage or increased premiums for people like me who were born with asthma and other conditions that are entirely manageable with medication, but count as a preexisting condition that could increase what I end up paying by thousands of dollars, or could leave me exempt from the coverage offered by some providers entirely, for no reason other than how I was born. Breast cancer, cervical cancer, colon cancer, leukemia, a number of other cancers that nobody can realistically stop themselves from getting also count as preexisting conditions, so if you are battling or have battled with cancer, then you’re probably going to get an even bigger hike in premiums than someone like me. Essentially, if you actually need healthcare and aren’t just holding onto it in case of unforeseen emergencies, you’re probably going to see your premium go up by thousands of dollars, and that’s assuming they’re still going to cover you at all.
I know I keep saying that I’m trying to avoid going into controversial waters, but this is something that directly impacts me. It directly impacts people I love. Good people who lead healthy lives are going to be put into life-threatening situations just because their pockets aren’t deep enough and their genetics weren’t lucky enough. People are going to die. It’s not a question of if and when, it’s a question of who and how, and that’s downright despicable.