This is a bag full of mostly-used #birthcontrol packs.
I'm on a 28-day pill but because my uterus is a jerk that doesn't want to let me function as a human being when I'm menstruating, I start a new pill pack every 21 days. Of the seven remaining pills, three are still active and the remaining four are inert—they stop the hormones and tell your body it's time to start bleeding. Those are garbage. But I never throw away the active pills.
I keep these leftovers around because I always keep everything and because sometimes I'll drop a pill and it will roll behind the bed or land in a pile of cat hair, so this way I'll still be able to get my dose in.
A few months ago I realized I was also keeping them around because we were fast approaching a time when I wouldn't have access to free #contraception through my insurance. As long as I stay employed, that doesn't matter too much; if I could pay for my birth control ten years ago when I was newly independent, I can pay for it now. But if free contraception through #obamacare/#aca goes away I'm one layoff away from not being able to afford it. One layoff away from debilitating cramps or from a pregnancy I couldn't afford. (Because if you can't afford contraception how can you afford a child?) I come from a place of enormous privilege compared to many people affected by the #Republicans' vote yesterday. But because the plan basically lists having a female reproductive system as a pre-existing and uninsurable condition, I'm still socking away my pills. And I can only imagine what some of my friends with much more serious conditions are doing.
The #AHCA isn't right. It isn't humane. And we have to fight it.