It costs a lot as far as prescriptions go, and every time I have to pick it up, the pharmacy tech always says, "This one has a higher co-pay. Are you prepared for that?"
I always shake my head sideways and say, "Yes. I know what my responsibilities are."
Anyways....
C's inhaler count was running low.
I call the pharmacy to refill.
"Ma'am, there are no more refills for this. You need to call the doctor to have them call in a new prescription."
Call the doctor
"Yes, but he's due for an asthma/well-child check up. We won't refill it until we see him."
Sigh.
"I understand. But we only have 3 puffs left, and I can't get in until next week. And I really don't like coming in for well-child check ups during cold and flu season because our well-child check-ups expose us to sickness, and we end up getting SICK from the WELL-child."
"Well, I suppose we can call in one refill for you to tide you over until we see you. We'll make his appointment for first thing in the morning so you won't be exposed to a waiting room full of people."
Appointment made.
Script called in.
I pick it up: wrong inhaler. They called in the rescue inhaler...not the preventative.
(There's $46.87 that we cannot return....ahem)
More phone calls...one month's worth of new inhaler ($186.14), and we're on our way.
So, we head to the doctor for our well-child/asthma check up first thing Tuesday morning.
We stand in our corner of the waiting room...no one touches a chair (they have been taught this).
Get to our room.
Doctor* comes in. He's sick. Congestion, flushed face, coughing...
Lovely.
So...today- 48 hours after said well-child visit...C wakes up with a fever, congestion and coughing.
Baby L. is complaining of her "forehead hurting."
Seriously.
Just sayin'
*This is where I say that we do love our doctor...just not necessarily on days he is sick.
