sucks to your ass-mar
Oct. 13th, 2011 08:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7So I definitely had some sort of asthmatic episode yesterday. Bad scene. My friend K from Pennsic/elsewhere was the only person who responded to my various desperate tweets/texts/emails; I needed someone to more or less talk me through surviving my day, and he came through in spades, as he has been lately. Poor Z was busy at work and sent me one message: "Don't die." and then made me dinner.
The doctor was unhelpful; by the time I got to him my chest was tight but I was a lot better than I had been, and he shrugged; he couldn't really hear anything wrong. But at least we went over my options for medication again; the things I'd been prescribed at my last visit were $300/mo for the maintenance steroid and $70/mo for the rescue inhaler. I'd put a call in to the doc about it but the thing is, you usually wait on hold forever, and I hadn't had time to follow through.
I got home from the appointment and got an immediate call from the pharmacy, saying that the prescriptions were now $300/mo and $58/mo. They were going to call the doctor back, and get back to me today, but for the record, there is no covered version of the rescue inhaler. They're all within a couple bucks of one another. My insurance plan just doesn't cover albuterol rescue inhalers. They're just something I'm expected to buy out of pocket.
What the everloving fuck? I could see if it was something cosmetic, or something like Viagra where it's not crucial to your actual respiratory success or survival, but a fucking RESCUE INHALER? They invented the albuterol rescue inhaler in like 1955. And they're RESCUE INHALERS. They're to RESCUE you. They're IMPORTANT.
Not covered!
I'm so ready to move to a socialist state. Take me away, Norway! I'll give you almost all of my income in return for not worrying where my fucking rescue inhaler is going to come from. I make $200/week after they take out the $40 per paycheck for insurance. Just for the record.
Ugh.
So I'm fighting off the lingering effects of this asthma thing with caffeine instead, which has made me rather... excitable.
And I squee'd myself into a wheezing fit over the news that Buffalo is getting a real ramen bar! OMG so exciting.
So I forget what I've put on LJ and what's elsewhere. I mentioned that K from Pennsic (AKA The Prettiest Princess) and his wife are seriously working on moving to Buffalo to start a restaurant with me, didn't I? We're still doing feasibility stuff but I'm increasingly fixated on the idea as The Only Right Thing In The World.
K has like a bajillion stories, it's kind of what he does. We spend a lot of time talking, lately. So I've been writing down his stories. The added layer, of course, is that I never take notes while he's talking, so there's probably a whole bunch of inaccuracies. Which just makes it even better.
I'll post some once I've collected a few more. :)
The doctor was unhelpful; by the time I got to him my chest was tight but I was a lot better than I had been, and he shrugged; he couldn't really hear anything wrong. But at least we went over my options for medication again; the things I'd been prescribed at my last visit were $300/mo for the maintenance steroid and $70/mo for the rescue inhaler. I'd put a call in to the doc about it but the thing is, you usually wait on hold forever, and I hadn't had time to follow through.
I got home from the appointment and got an immediate call from the pharmacy, saying that the prescriptions were now $300/mo and $58/mo. They were going to call the doctor back, and get back to me today, but for the record, there is no covered version of the rescue inhaler. They're all within a couple bucks of one another. My insurance plan just doesn't cover albuterol rescue inhalers. They're just something I'm expected to buy out of pocket.
What the everloving fuck? I could see if it was something cosmetic, or something like Viagra where it's not crucial to your actual respiratory success or survival, but a fucking RESCUE INHALER? They invented the albuterol rescue inhaler in like 1955. And they're RESCUE INHALERS. They're to RESCUE you. They're IMPORTANT.
Not covered!
I'm so ready to move to a socialist state. Take me away, Norway! I'll give you almost all of my income in return for not worrying where my fucking rescue inhaler is going to come from. I make $200/week after they take out the $40 per paycheck for insurance. Just for the record.
Ugh.
So I'm fighting off the lingering effects of this asthma thing with caffeine instead, which has made me rather... excitable.
And I squee'd myself into a wheezing fit over the news that Buffalo is getting a real ramen bar! OMG so exciting.
So I forget what I've put on LJ and what's elsewhere. I mentioned that K from Pennsic (AKA The Prettiest Princess) and his wife are seriously working on moving to Buffalo to start a restaurant with me, didn't I? We're still doing feasibility stuff but I'm increasingly fixated on the idea as The Only Right Thing In The World.
K has like a bajillion stories, it's kind of what he does. We spend a lot of time talking, lately. So I've been writing down his stories. The added layer, of course, is that I never take notes while he's talking, so there's probably a whole bunch of inaccuracies. Which just makes it even better.
I'll post some once I've collected a few more. :)
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Date: 2011-10-15 04:51 pm (UTC)Yea because Canadians (Adbusters) had to light a fire under the the poor saps that live in this country that were too blind working 3 jobs to support themselves that they were being exploited.
The money from the top has stopped trickling down to the common man as your Chicago Boys economic model was to set up.
When people lose everything and have nothing left to lose, they lose it. Pure and simple of why this is finally going on.
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Date: 2011-10-15 04:54 pm (UTC)In my opinion, if they are so anti-corporation and anti-capitalism, they should get rid of everything they own made by a corporation.