Sat Jun 10 2000 06:02:
I feel a lot better today. I may not need to get that medicine at
all. I'm certainly not going to get it if I have to pay $70 for
it. OTOH, I keep getting sick, recovering, and then immediately
getting sick again, and antibiotics might stop this pattern. OTOOH, the doctor said this was because I'm in a situation
(UCLA) where I come into close contact with hundreds of people every
day. Since that won't be happening anymore, I should be fine.
I can't wait til I start my job at collab and I get real
insurance. I'll finally be able to get glasses and braces.
Sat Jun 10 2000 08:30:
My insurance card is a medical card only. Obviously, prescriptions do
not fall under the rubric of "medical", so they can't be billed to
a medical card. I'll just have to get better on my own.
Sat Jun 10 2000 09:17:
Here's my schedule for next week: On Monday at 8 I have my
Oceans final, which should be laughably easy as it's a lower-division
class. My CS130 final has to be turned in between 3 and 6 on Wednesday.
The CS130 final looks pretty tough, mainly because it requires that
I read through all the crap paperwork we produced. I have to turn in
my paper on Wittgenstein (who was, indeed, a beery swine) by noon on Friday.
Then I'm done. Yay!
Sat Jun 10 2000 10:57:
I finally got my insurance to go through. The punchline: the co-pay on
the insurance is $78, which is $6 more than the student health
center wanted for the medicine (without insurance) in the first place.
Is there even a point to having insurance?
Sat Jun 10 2000 16:22:
I finally got my rip-off medication (it's Mendocino County &tc.).
I have to take it with food, so I got a pizza too. The pizza is my
first real food in 2 days, and I think I ate it too quickly because
I feel sick. Well, I feel sick anyway but you know what I mean.
Sat Jun 10 2000 19:16:
My mother explains how health
insurance works. I love the way my mother writes, although
I never really saw her write like that while I was living at home.
Sat Jun 10 2000 19:26:
I'm completely full of pizza but I couldn't stop eating because
food is so good. I had to take the box down to the fridge so I'd
stop eating and bloating myself with food.
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