21 January 2014
Venting Like a Frugal Furnace
I'm not intentionally advertising for a certain pharmacy, but I had to display my wares. I went to the pharmacy with certain expectations of how much my medications would cost. I mean, I had just switched two of my medications from the ones I had used for two years, to ones my insurance company told me they would cover. So, the price should lower a little. (Side note: When an insurance company says they're going to cover something, shouldn't it mean they pay for it? That makes sense, right?)
I picked up my three little baggies full of stuff that keeps me alive and the pharmacist said, "That'll be $500 please."
I nearly had a heart attack, but then I'd have to pay for even more medicine, so I held back.
Five hundred dollars! And that's not even everything I have to take in a month! No wonder so many diabetics don't manage their illness. Who can afford to?
Later, I complained to my mother about it, and she mentioned my brother has to have a shot every month that is $1000, and that's not everything he needs to take either. I felt a little ungrateful after that.
But in thinking about my brother and myself and our pricey dilemma, I got to thinking. And here's my conclusion: Socialized medicine is awesome.
Posted by Mandi at 10:22 AM