The Fallen Stones: Chasing Butterflies, Discovering Mayan Secrets, and Looking for Hope Along the Way

by Diana Marcum

The fellowship didn’t provide health insurance. If I’d gotten sick in the United States, I would have been in dire straits. Luckily, we were in Central America, so I had access to health care. The bill for the medicine and doctor’s visit came to forty dollars.

When I read this I cackled and then I was sad because this true statement is awful.