sinisterporpoise

If I hadn't seen Deadpool, today would have sucked. Regarding Deadool: Best. Opening. Credit. Sequence. Ever. Things got bad after that. I was flaring and went to physical therapy after that. (I have to go through physical therapy for SSI and so the insurance company will finally aporrove an MRI to get a closer look at what's going on in the leg. I wish the first doctor hadn't jumped so quickly to fibromyalgia without doing any testing.) I was sweating, heart was racing, and I got dizzy after doing some stretches at the mirror. They insist I make an appointment with my primary care physician, which I do.

I go back home, rest a bit, and then go to the doctor's appointment. Never mind that I have to drive to Indy to see my endocrinologist tomorrow. I go in, coughing violently, and am eventually taken back to a patient's room. For the fourth time in less than a year or so, I've come down with bronchitis. He rights a prescription for Singulair, some cough pearls, whatever they are, and apparently Nasonex. I tell him to send this prescription to the CVS by my house so I can save money.

He says fine, and tells me it'll take about an hour for them to fill the prescription. So, after the appointment ends, I go back home and watch TV until I go out again. I get to the CVS and find out that they don't have the prescription. I go home, call the Sam's Club Pharmacy and found out my doctor's office faxed it to them. So, I go search for the keys which I have managed to lose, find them, and then head out to Sam's Club. When I get there, they have the prescriptions ready. I find out that my insurance won't pay for the Nasonex for whatever reoason and that it's $250. This is a bit hard to swing when you're unemployed and your only income comes in the form of food stamps. (I'm still waiting to hear from Voc Rehab.) So, I can't take normal OTC nasal sprays because they don't mix well with hypothyroidism, and my insurance company won't pay for the prescription one.