How Healthcare Works, LLC

I remember the time I got frostbite like it was yesterday.  I was in junior high.  I had a blue puffer jacket that snapped up the front.  I loved that jacket.  I left the house that morning, and my mom asked me, "Aren't you going to wear a hat?"  I told her I didn't need one.  The truth was that I didn't want to wear my hat. My mom had bought me this really cute knit hat with faux fur around the edge with matching gloves and a matching scarf.  The gloves had faux fur around the cuff, and the scarf was a plain knit scarf.  When I wore the hat to school, the kids on the bus made fun of me and asked me how many rabbits I killed to wear that hat.  I quit wearing the hat. I went to school that morning having convinced myself I didn't really need the hat anyway.  I had heard about frostbite, but I never thought it would happen to me.  I thought it was just something adults used to scare kids into wearing hats and gloves when they didn't want to. That November