Never a dull moment in the world of Chronic Lyme Disease. Just taking my prescription to Walgreen's, I was hesitant. Will they fill it? Will they give me a hard time about the dosing? It's a strange, undeserved sensation...like I'm a drug dealer (or seeking). Looking around, I hand the Pharmacist my prescriptions, watch her plug them into the computer, hold my breath, and wait.
Pharmacist (laughing uncontrollably): BAH HAA HAA HAA. I'm sorry, Mrs. Tagudin. I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing at the cost.
Me: Why? What is it?
Her: Well, for Ivermectin alone, it's $1,800. Have a seat for a minute and I'll see if insurance can do anything for you.
10 minutes go by. I sit and shoot the bull with Mrs. Simpson...another pharmacy regular. The Pharmacist returns. She doesn't even call me back to the counter. Instead, she comes over and pulls up a chair.
Pharmacist (holding my scripts and a complicated math formula): You ready for this? Your insurance will cover the Diflucan...that's $20. They won't pay anything for the Pyrantel Pamoate....that's $209.59 and they'll cover some of the Ivermectin for $300, but that will only give you 180 pills and you need 480....which would be another $1,300.
Me (trying to quickly add $1,300 + $300 + $209.59 + $20): WOW...
Pharmacist (now with my head on her shoulder): I'm sorry. Do you have any other options?
Me: I guess that's what I need to find out.
The rest of the afternoon's a blur...Googling Canadian Pharmacies, researching the safety of using dewormers for cattle in people, consulting with friends/doctors, looking at drug assistance programs, staring at my mounting credit card bills.
It's a tight spot. Order on line and compromise safety? Try a product not intended for human consumption? Forgo it all, do something else? Pay the bill and kiss it up to God?
It wouldn't be so awful, if I didn't need it. Makes you wonder. What happens when insurance company employees get sick?
Altered Today: Frustration