went to the pharmacy, there was an error with one of my drugs. the one I am out of.
the last time I ran out of my atypical antipsychotic (my car was in the shop and I was embarrassed to ask for a ride to the pharmacy) I was in the psych ward for over a week. it sucked.
so I went to another counter to chat with the pharmacist, who was a very nice lady who I had never seen before. that is unusual for me, because the pharmacists at this location know me.
apparently my insurance dropped me on Jan 18th. (?) My new coverage began on Jan 1st of this new year.
So I looked at her and I said
“well I need this medication, how much will it be?”
so she waited on the computer and then her face changed, she said
“oh my God,”
so I start to cry
“… I only have $300
and the last time I was out of my antipsychotic I had to go to the hospital
“it’s okay baby I’ll give you a few so you can sort it out”
“oh my God thank you so much”
So I have one pill left for my morning dose which I haven’t taken yet (need food first).
My insurance is through my father’s employer so he is being a saintly dad and sending some paperwork to them today and hopefully I will be able to get my medication tonight for <$300. Which is still fucking ridiculous. You're welcome for being bipolar, big pharma. I will not give you 3k. I will not give you 3k.
Anyway my dad is awesome, and so is my mom. If you are reading this, m&p, sorry for stressing you out and sorry that I'm nucking futs even though you'd say "you don't have to apologize."
A note: My tears were real, shocked tears. I did not intend to manipulate with tears. They just fell out of my stoic face and they scared my poor lovely pharmacist who saw that I take about 666 medications on a daily basis. But I thought the title was fun so whatever
I was also wearing a Red Sox cap so she probably felt extra sorry for me due to last season