I Skipped My Heart Medication To Buy Her A Prom Dress—And Paid The Price

on the cracked concrete walkway. That knee had been getting worse since I’d slipped under a Dodge Ram three months ago and tweaked it. I should’ve filed a worker’s comp claim, but that would’ve meant paperwork, doctors, and time off work I couldn’t afford. So I popped ibuprofen and kept moving.

I walked into the kitchen, placing my heavy red Craftsman continue reading …