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Not my nicest post

Humira was approved for Crohn’s in Feb 07.

A hospital would have to order each dose from Abbott too.

Blue Cross should have been set up to Fedex from Abbott to patients immediately in emergencies: Dr R ordered it Wednesday, I should have had it Thursday.

Being paid to deny or obstruct patients their return to full, productive, good health in the prime of their lives: what a bitter way to earn a living.  (And how are the benefits?)

To the lady at Caremark whose name I’m not putting here: how could you DO that? How could you just walk away for your weekend, wondering if I would die if you did? Of something entirely treatable.  Would you do that to your sister? Your mom?

To everybody who contacted Caremark, thank you. Once I get better, my representative will hear from me, and so will the Insurance Commission.

Now. I’m trying to get up the energy to take a shower. (So yes, today’s a little better.) We figured out a method: sit on an overturned dyepot, since our wooden chairs really wouldn’t do.  I like the idea.  Drumbeats of water to celebrate sitting up.  When I think I can for long enough.

(Ed. to add: I put this in the comments, but it’s important enough to put up here too: the woman at Caremark may be just as stymied and frustrated as me; we should pray for her in her job.)

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