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Jean was a pipe welder...in a previous life. He didn’t love his work, but he was damn good at it. A few years ago, he thought the travel was getting old. Now he’d kill for that kind of freedom and independence. To be able to pull his weight--to earn his keep--and be something more than a burden to his wife and kids. At first, it seemed like fatigue. He attributed it to stress, travel, and long hours. Then his hair started falling out. Unexplained rashes and constant flu symptoms became too much to push through. It took five years and all their saving to get a diagnosis. After being diagnosed with Lupus, some med-fangled label for being useless and broken, Jean lost all identity and direction.