100% this. The way things are set up now, I get the drugs I need and the yearly co-pay ends up being the same whether it hits me early or late in the year.
I'll see the doc next week and maybe we'll get this sorted out in person. The good thing is that maybe we'll be talking about insurance details instead of a third eye growing on my elbow.
UPDATE: I googled the address of the Clayton Wind-Chime College. !n 1988 I lived two blocks from it. I coulda sat next to Tina Peters in a coffee shop, farted, and she breathed it in.
OK, I take a couple of cancer meds, Keytruda and Lenvima. At the moment I don't have to pay anything for the Keytruda. I do pay about 9-10 thou/year for Lenvima but whatchagonnadoo.
Viva Health insurance sent me a letter telling me about how I can get copay assistance if I sign up for Smart Rx Assist. Smart Rx Assist calls up a day or two later offering to sign me up for assistance with Keytruda. I say I wanna talk to my wife first bc she has various tricksy payment things set up already. Plus I'm pretty sure my Keytruda is covered.
Today, my oncology office calls up saying they got some weird message from a third party concerning assistance for my Keytruda bills, which are $0. I let em know I didn't sign up for anything nor did I sign anything.
This last bit sounded odd, and got me wondering how legit Smart Rx Assist is. I am sure they get $ if they sign me up. I wonder if they are going about it Wells-Fargo checking account style.
I am confident that 3 or 4 pro-choice voters might take a chance on Trump because Melania wrote a book.
Wonder how many evangelicals might throw up their hands and say "Why bother?" Maybe quite a few.
I got my walk on today. Plan was to hit a Hobby Lobby and walk every aisle N-S and E-W, make the map look like a giant crossword puzzle.
Instead, the satellites twerked my location so it looks like I noodled around half the store, snuck out back to play in the creek, vibrated through the wall to the gym next door, then ran around screaming all over the front parking lot.
Hexes is hexes.
It'll be like Apocalypse Now, as we search for you on Pirates of the Caribbean. Somebody will get off the boat and run into an animatronic tiger. Mr. Phlegm will be Kurtz, you will be the jabbering hippy sidekick.
Just the medical opinion of an Art major, but if they caught it early, why not try the laser, and if it doesn't work, go with more traditional treatments?
He sounds healthy enough to bear up under various drugs and their glorious side effects.
Sounds like he's pretty tough. Go kill that cancer!
Sitting down in their coal mines the week before the game plotting all that stuff out with that Secret Sign Language like they do. Like wizards casting spells. I'm scared of em.