Today has been a long day. One thing after another has found its way into my life to inconvenience me. Timing has been an issue today.
Things medical are plaguing me at the moment. I ordered my diabetes medicine today and the cost doubled since the last purchase. I find I'm in the "coverage gap". That means that having used $2500 of medicines in the first eight months of the year, I am now going to pay out around $1400 before Medicare will cover any prescriptions again. I have paid out approximately $1000 in copays in this time. Arguably I would have saved money by not signing up for Medicare Part D prescription coverage and paying full price for my medications. If I could get back the money I've been paying to United HELLth Care for their miserable, grudging, and insolent coverage I would be in the red on prescription costs.
I have also been X-rayed and MRI'ed since my last entry. The good news is that my hip is not broken. The bad news is that there is evidence of bone deterioration. There's no surprise in that, I do have arthritis and all. I'm taking calcium to supplement, but that doesn't do anything to really strengthen bone or replace lost tissue. That requires the kind of exercise that is not "low impact" and precisely the sort of exercise I can't do.
I visited the dentist for the first time in about a decade last Wednesday. I broke a tooth (split it in half basically) and had to have a massive filling. It is the closest thing I can recall to having a pleasant dental experience. That is not phrased as I would like, but I think you get my drift. I have a morbid fear of dentistry. When eight or ten years old I had a dentist remove some "baby teeth" by cracking them with what resembled a pair of pliers and pulling the shards out of my mouth. It was both painful and frightening. Worse, some of the teeth were permanent molars. To make matters worth, just a few years later I required surgery to remove "snags" present above my remaining teeth (a third set) and had rather a horrible hospital experience having that done. I won't give you the details, but masks were torn off and there was shouting (screaming?) involved. At any rate what few teeth I have are mine, filled, scraped, and cleaner than usual. That's a good thing, right?
My Psychiatrist has pushed my visits out to two months. I guess that is a good thing. My medications haven't changed for a while. Now that I can't afford them, I guess they will be changing. My psychologist has done the same thing. I suppose this is good. Somehow I find no comfort in this. If this is as good as it gets, shoot me now.
My son called with an invitation to a Mongolian restaurant for dinner. Sadly, I had just finished an order of take-out General TSO's chicken. Timing.
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