Today I am not crashing. Today I am washed ashore, the surf lapping lazy and cold about my exhausted body. I haven't the energy to get up yet, but that will come. I am saving my strength to get to the drugstore and pick up my prescription. I will wait until Drew returns from work and we will go together. That way he can pick up a bit of snackage to tide him over until payday.
I am relieved to be sitting upright and slowly gaining in the wobbly leg department. I hope to be able to take Drew to youth group, but it will depend on my energy. I ask him if there is someone he could call to take him, but he decides he should stay home with me and not go. What a delightful and responsible young man!
We drive the 2 short miles to Wegmans and I head immediately to the drugstore part while Drew peruses the aisles for his treats. They always have lots of people there to help you, and the wait is not long. Yes, they have it ready. That will be $30! Yikes! I am used to paying only $3 or $4 for everything I have picked up so far, and I have picked up a lot of new prescriptions.
I look at the tag after writing the check. Good Lord! The darn meds cost over $200!!! Thank God the insurance paid over $170 of it. I can't even imagine having to pay so much for medicine. What on earth is this stuff made out of?? They better be magic in dealing with the mouth sores. No wonder the doctor was concerned that the insurance company might not be willing to pay for it.
I can already feel the rough places in my mouth where the sores are starting. On my left cheek, the entire top of my tongue, the lower right gumline. We speculated that it would be worse the second round. These little blue pills are my only hope of being able to eat and talk normally for the next ten days. We shall see.
Meanwhile, I need to finish quickly and get home. I am already sure I will go nowhere again tonight. At least we got supper taken care of!
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