It doesn’t matter. Something will pass. It will will have flaws. People will object. Those objections will be rectified. There will be gravy and meat in the bill. Modifications and additions will ensue. Eventually we will work this out. The bill itself doesn’t matter. Some version of it will pass, and then that will be changed. If it is too much of a drain on us, we will adapt it to suit our needs. If it does not meet our needs, we will change it. This is neither our forced march into communism, nor the beginning of blissful utopia.

Before healthcare; chop wood and carry water.
After healthcare; chop wood and carry water.