Sunday Reflections ~ 8/23/20

Here is what was on tap last Sunday … well dang block, that took me forever to figure out. Sheesh! I may not reflect any longer if my mad skillz do not improve. lol

#SLS  always a fun time with the tunes.

Monday was Haiku Haiku – Trip & Whip

Tuesday I shared my world x two with both Potter and Muggle questions Share Your World ~ 8/18/20 while later in the day my world was rocked What the Freak.   No more classic editor but there is a classic block.  Writing a post takes much longer right now but I’m hoping to get faster as the newness wears off. 

Of course that might be like hoping I’d get used to being put in time “pout” thanks to Rona (yes pout was intended).  The newness is not wearing off.  Wanting the old normal rears its’ ugly head more often than I’d like.  We had a meeting week before last where the company doctor said we will likely never have pre March 2020 “normal” again.  Yep, if you believe him that ship has sailed.  And yes we do have a company doctor.  No fooling.

Wednesday was #1linerWeds. 8/19/20 where I was serious … sort of.  There is no bad short speech.  Truth!! Not to worry, back to corny this week.  

Thursday was Uncle Pat’s birthday!!!  In years past, this would have meant a celebration.  This year was rona-fied. wah-wah.  nada.  Instead, I had A Ramble and A Confession.  I am looking for health options outside traditional medicine. Oh and today as I write this, I am intermittently surfing the web and taking more health surveys.  Two “you do not qualify” responses.  One went through though so I expect an offer I can’t refuse later this week.

Friday was Seriously Meredith Grey??!?!?!? A day to rant about health care in America specifically the big Pharma cost conundrum.  As an insured patient, my drug cost is $750 for a 90 day supply because I have not met my $2800 deductible.  Had I met my deductible already, the cost drops to $225.  Still high but much better than $750. 

My simple question which no one can answer is why?  Same drug, same cost to make, why does insurance made a difference in the cost to make and sell this drug?  Short answer is it doesn’t. 

No insurance folks can go to Good RX and pay $775 which is close to the insurance not met deductible price.  Medicare and Medicaid folks cannot get this medicine period, ever, the end.  They must go generic only regardless. 

Of course I have to ask, is generic the devil?  Likely not.  Someone once told me brand and generic have the exact same active ingredients but the fillers aka inactive ingredients are different.  Not sure the someone who told me was a reliable source or that I understood him correctly. 

All this extra reflection means another co-pay to talk to my doctor.  Of course what I did not explain is that I was already splitting my pills by 4 (YES TWICE).  Technically I get a year for the price of 3 months. 

If you have not figured out already, I am weird.  About drugs and many things.  I took the lowest dose that worked and surprisingly 1/2 of a 1/2 works.  My blood work from 8/17 came back perfecto.  And this is not a placebo effect.  I went off this med for three months a few years back and the blood test right at that three month interval showed a huge spike.  My only break in 17 years.  Getting back to good after that brief hiatus took over a year.  Which is why I do not want to switch to generic.  I am afraid it may not yield my current results.  Okay, I decided.  Money from the savings to get the $750 is worth it.  Then mark you calendars for next year at this time when I will have to rant again.

Finally my capstone #SoCS for 8/22/20

And FIN.  “What a freaking year, this week as been”  lol.  Are you as exhausted as I am?  

Peace y’all.   Until next time. Stay safe.

As always more to come.

#SLS for 8/23/20

On tap today Jim gives us Above/Below/Between. I chose “Just Between You & Me” performed by April Wine. This song was my first thought so I stayed with it. I’m an 80s baby with 70s roots. In 1981, “Just Between You & Me” was in the top 25. I was in high school at the time and several of us thought it was romantic and could only hoped to be serenaded with this song. Especially the French line toward the end. Ooh la la. ❤ Here is a short interesting wiki.

Time and time again I see
A love that seemed strong
Was not meant to be
Broken hearts don’t always mend
Left too unsure to try love again

But just between you and me
Baby I know our love will be
Just between you and me
Always I know our love will be
Just between you and me

Lovers often seem to say
Hearts can be blind to love gone astray
Always it’s the same old song
Someone’s been hurt by love that’s gone wrong

Just between you and me
Baby I know our love will be
Just between you and me
Always I know our love will be
Just between you
Just between you and me

Words are sometimes hard to find
The silence can be so unkind
You always help me find my way
The love that we share
Grows stronger each day

Just between you and me
Baby I know our love will be
Just between you and me
Always I know our love will be
Seulement entre toi et moi
Means that our love will always be
Just between you and me
Baby I know our love will be
Just between you
Just between you and me

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Myles Francis Goodwyn

#SoCS for 8/22/20

Happy Saturday y’all. I’m trying to put on a happy face. #SoCS sure fills the bill for that. If you’d like to join in, then follow this link to the Rules and Ping Back.

Linda writes and I re-write “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “brush.” Use it as a noun, a verb, or an idiom. Have fun!”

Hmm. Think, think, and think. Idiom. I better brush up on what an idiom is. Ha! See how I did that?

I use idioms like there’s no tomorrow. Half the time I don’t even know I’m doing it. I’ve got a million of em. When I first saw the prompt word my first that was “A bird in the hand is worth two in the brush”. I know it’s bush but this is stream and I have leeway.

B and I told Lulu that the other day. She’s job hunting. She had an interview then she got another call to proceed to the assessment phase with another company. If X offers me the job before Y do I take it? Yes! Because a bird in the hand …

And with the my stream is done. Until next time. Hope your day is a great one.

As always more to come.

Seriously Meredith Grey??!?!?!?

Dang y’all. I’ve been bambuzzled. I got the call from an autobot that my RX was ready. I was super excited since that meant the pre-authorization was approved. However when I got there, the price was $750 smack-a-roos.

Back home I am politely talking to an agent at the soul crushing drug company (name withheld to protect the innocent working for the guilty) to find out what the heck happened. I was told the price is really $225 or $75 a month x 3 months. She says just maybe the pharmacy had not caught up to the approval. She placed me on hold to call the pharmacy for further confirmation but the hold time was so long that she verified my number to call me back.

Insert Jeopardy! theme music …

I eventually got the call back and was told the price is right (not the fun game show btw). This price is when covered by insurance. WTF. Turns out I have not met my deductible. In order to get the $225, I have to have reached my deductible first. Now riddle me this. Why is the price different pre and post deductible? The medicine is still the same. Ugh! Such bull shit.

Now left with decisions, generic or keep fighting?

Challenge accepted!!!

As always, more to come.

A Ramble and A Confession

I have been having quite the week. I laugh to power through but there are times that laughter does not work. Like now. I think I have gone off the deep end.

Okay, I can hear you …

Well not really because this is virtual yet real as opposed to fake rambling. I imagine you’re thinking what’s new?!?! She’s neurotic. I am and I own it.

Okay to I have these physical symptoms that have become impossible to ignore. I had a tele-med appointment on 8/17 and on 8/18 I had labs and now I sit waiting. Scared to find out what the eating habits of the home bound have done to me. Weigh-wise I am good, maintaining but I have known forever that you can be a thin unwell person.

The Sunday before my Monday appointment I was surfing the net and taking surveys. I got two calls this week to follow-up on my responses with offers to assess my health. Despite having my doctor’s appointment, I thought what the hell why not????

The first place was something called Wellness Hormone Center WHC. For the low, low price of $3,000, I get labs, B12 injections, and hormone pellets injected into my backside. The crazy part is I am actually considering this insanity. Because I hurt and I am tired of hurting. And taking pain meds would put me on the path to addiction. Of that I am certain.

The second place was called the Pinnacle. They are a research group trying to diagnose fatty liver. This place does something like a sonogram and labs. If I do not have fatty liver, they cut me loose but if I do, then they try different treatments on me. Uh ya, wait! Why? Cuz I know … that you know … that I know … that I am not going to consent to treatment by these quacks. Are they “real” as opposed to fake doctors????

B keeps asking me what kind of places these are and am I sure? I have no idea to either. My guess is they are pseudo scientists trying to help people OR they are con men and women. And I am always unsure. All of this scares the bejesus out of me but like I said I am tired of hurting.

I’m fairly certain I will not participate in the I pay 3K for hormone and B12 injections. I’m too much of a cheapskate. Re: fatty liver, does me no good to find out I have a fatty liver. Ignorance is bliss. I won’t take the treatments anyway even if I qualify. I can’t un-ring the bell as they say.

I’ll report back if I take a leap of faith right off the ever loving bridge.

As always, more to come.

#1linerWeds. 8/19/20

Today I am skipping the corny. I attend a virtual retirement ceremony on Friday 8/14/20. A change of guard in the Air Force which included the outgoing Chief and the incoming replacement. Before it all started, the speaker said …

There is no such thing as a bad short speech.

Think about it. Short and sweet gets em every time. Saying what needs to be said as succinctly as possible is an art. An art I obviously have not mastered. Wink, wink.

If I can ever again figure out how to rename the ping back I will. Oh the horrors of block editor that I did not ask for. Who moved my cheese? LOL and HAPPY Wednesday.

As always, more to come.

Share Your World ~ 8/18/20

I am a day behind again.  Work is kickin my booty.  I still wanted to join in so here goes nada.  Thanks Melanie for hosting.  And thanks to Roger for the Potter questions.

  1. Harry Potter can speak to snakes. If you were able to have conversations with any one animal, what animal would you like to speak to? What would be the topic of your first conversation? I would definitely talk to my dogs Buddy and Spot.  I’d ask them what they were trying to say with all those looks that seemed so human.  I’d want to thank them for their unconditional love and make sure they have everything they need.
  2. The portraits in Hogwart’s dormitories can talk. If your graduation portrait could speak to people passing it by, what would it tell them? Hey you!  What’sup??  Or maybe hey you life is only just beginning and absolutely nothing is as it seems so  don’t sweat the small stuff.  Life is too short for that noise.
  3. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger use the Pollyjuice Potion for finding new clues for the happenings at Hogwarts. (The Pollyjuice Potion is a magic potion that allows your body to form into that of another and live their life for a few hours.) If you could transform into another being, who would you chose to be? What would you hope to learn? Hmmm that’s a tough one.  It’s hard enough living in the body but to transform into someone else.  Well no thanks I guess.  Not interested in a “Freaky Friday” experience.
  4. There was a flooding in the girl’s bathroom where Moaning Myrtle resides. What has been the most dangerous (or comical) ‘flooding’ where you reside? Fortunately where I reside the chance of flood is nil.  Now close by we have some low water crossings that occasionally flood but maybe overflow is a more apt description.  And people will drive around the barricade.  The rescue team has started fining folks when they disobey the signs.  Which is well deserved in my opinion for wasting their time during an emergency situation.

And I decided to be a muggle too.  Answering questions is strangely therapeutic.  I like thinking about things I guess.  Distraction helps.

Mundane or “Muggle” Questions:

(Serious one which is rather creepy):  How do you think you’ll die?  IF you do think about it? I have known death and dying since I was two when my father passed away.  I understood nothing but it was a very scary time.  He was very sick with lung cancer and he stayed at home dying in his own bed.

There are some rather strange customs associated with funerals so I try not to think about it much.  I think I will die of a heart attack one day and I am sort of surprised stress has not killed me already.  How I’d like to die is to go to sleep one day and just never wake up.  A tragic or painful end scares the bejesus out of me.

What’s the best on-line screen name you’ve seen? “Best might mean the oddest.

So many good ones that is is hard to pick a “best”.  I like the one’s that are edgy and snarky.  Or the incognito who used a pseudonym.   If I had planned better, I would have picked something way out there and utterly fantastic.

What’s invisible that you wish people could see? Good intentions.

If over time you replace parts on a car, at what point does it stop being the same car you bought? How many parts do you need to replace to make it a new car? I think to be new, you have to get a whole new car.  Replacing parts is more like maintenance.  The same car underneath.  There is a lesson in here somewhere.  Aristotle says … the  totality is not, as it were, a mere heap, but the whole is something besides the parts.  Guess that means a car is something whole besides of its’ parts.  Perhaps the converse is true?  Weighty thoughts on this fine Tuesday morn.

As always, more to come.