I get seizures and need to take pills so they don’t happen. That’s very important for me, more than food. I never know ahead of time. If I have a seizure today, I can’t tell people what to do, how to help. You have to call the rescue squad because they’ll come and give me the right kind of medicine.
Sometimes I can’t get food because it’s a lot of money. The prices jump so high and they never come back down. That’s the hardest thing. But I need that medicine first.
I love everybody around here because everybody loves me. They see how hard I work, how I do things, living peaceful. I don’t go to people’s doors and ask, “You got any cans?” It’s up to them. If they want to give me cans, it’s their choice. If they don’t want to do it, I don’t feel bad.
I collect cans and do odd jobs, too. Cutting some grass or washing cars, that’s the only way I can live. Then I can take that money and pay for my medicine card. But that income’s hard for me. I wish I didn’t have to do it, but I’ve got to, because I’ve got to keep that medicine card on. But when I can’t get odd jobs and the end of the month comes I’m out of luck. It’s hard for me; sometimes I feel really sad. I’m scared bad, but I just keep picking myself up.