It reminded me a lot of some of the stories told by that poor fellow currently blogging his way through late-stage neck cancer, and whose posts lately have ofte

It reminded me a lot of some of the stories told by that poor fellow currently blogging his way through late-stage neck cancer, and whose posts lately have often reached the front page - specifically, it reminded me of his posts that talk in detail of what it's been like for him and his partner trying to negotiate the modern medical industry, and which would read like something out of Terry Gilliam's most darkly comedic fever dreams were it not for the literally life-and-death import of their subject matter. I doubt anything like that was the author's intent, but who cares? Theirs is the first, not the last, of the hands which shape the text.