“I’ve got a sinus infection,”  I texted the friend who was picking me up at an unfamiliar airport in an unfamiliar town. “Do you have any antibiotics?” “We’ve got your back,” she replied. She wasn’t kidding. When she delivered me to our destination, she and my other friends had arranged an array of medications on the bathroom counter—everything and more than I needed to beat the nasty bug that reared its ugly head on a way to the Inclusion Fusion…