Keeping the train on the tracks

Funny how each day brings a truly different perspective.  First and foremost I must re-state that I truly love my doctors, the cancer center and am grateful to even have insurance.  I say this because I'm about to complain about healthcare costs.  I would never want anyone who cares for me to take this personally................

So I'm about to move into the poor farm, unless I can make a miracle happen, and I got the most ridiculous pharmacy charge of recent months.  I have been fighting this upper respiratory problem, and because of my weak immune system.  I was handling things fairly OK with over the counter meds, but today it was much worse.  It's been about a week of this, so as a precaution, I called my hematologist to see how my neutrophils were at last draw (which was a week ago).  By the way, I'm certain I picked up this bug visiting my rheumatologist who's office is in the hospital!

Anyway, they did a lab draw today, and prescribed an antibiotic as a precaution.  They did the right thing and I am grateful.  I don't need pneumonia. What I'm not really joyful over is the prescription charge.  Whatever!

My portion was just under $230........................for 7 pills.  My insurance did pay $50, so the actual price was $280.  That is $40 per pill!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  All I can say now is that they better work.  Geeze.

Now compared to a potential hospital stay, that's nothing, but still, yikes.  One prescription zapped roughly 40% (in my head math) of my income.

I am supposed to meet with the Lance Armstrong Survivorship program on Friday, but they may need me to move it out a week or so because the cancer center has real strict infection control. 

Now, part of the reason I'm meeting with them is to spend some time with the social worker to get my resources strengthened.  In other words, how can I make more money and what programs will help me with the cost of healthcare.

In other other words I just spent $230 to stave off potential hospitalization, but will delay a very important meeting that I need so that I don't have to completely lose my mind over a lousy couple hundred bucks.  The next time I see any doctor in the hospital, I'm wearing a mask.

I remember when I got my first paycheck as an OT, and I was astounded that I could earn over $700 per week, back in 1989.  After losing my lucrative income (long story about RA), I went down practically nothing, and it took me until 2009 to earn the exact same amount I earned in 1989.  It took me 20 years to get back to square one. Maybe I should have went on disability in 1995 when I was first really disabled.  I just didn't want to be "one of those people".  So I struggled to get back to a decent level.......

Then I got cancer.

I now own what would fit in my car as my brother drove it to Seattle for me.  I also own what would fit in a suitcase as my sister travelled with me here from California.  I can kind of relate to fire victims, but not in total, they had no choice on what to lose or keep.

See what they started.  I hate the feeling of being impoverished, which means I still have a lot to do in the spiritual department.  It's not that I want to have everything, I just don't want nothing.

I would be the happiest woman on earth if I had a clean studio apartment in a safe neighborhood, and the basics.  That's all.  I want to live near my mom and sister and feel like a regular person.

I make a bad interviewee right now too.  I look 60 years old and can't do basic math on paper  (funny ha ha).  Literally though, I'm slow to think and can't remember some things.  It's like I had a small stroke or something, I can't always put correct words to what I remember in my mind, or I've just blanked out the event completely.  Who wants to hire someone like that???  I know once I get back in the groove of some form of "work", I'll improve some because of the environment and challenge.

What matters most is that you love and be loved.  I just pray each day for tiny miracles to keep the train moving on the tracks.

I want to work in a church so I can be close to God all the time.

Be love and God Bless