ElectricWhite
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Registration Date: 29-12-2011
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Well, this past week has seen a slight setback, something weird, and me actually feeling sorry for my insurance provider.
Shortly after I resumed the regular treatment, I started feeling under the weather and my leg started gushing. (The setback.) Then, when the visiting nurse removed the bandages, we found that the bandages over the wound on my leg had turned purple -- it looked like someone had poured grape Kool-Aid on my leg. (The weirdness.) While I did have some grape Kool-Aid the day before, I didn't drink THAT MUCH!! When I told the folks at the Wound Center about it, they all had the same reaction: "Huh. I've never heard of that happening."
But there was a reason for the increase in fluid and my feeling as if the GodPhoenix had landed on me -- I'd picked up another infection. So the good doctor decided to haul out the big gun to deal with it: he prescribed Zyvox. If it was a firearm, it would be a cross between an elephant gun and a .45 Magnum.
However, there were two things that kept me from starting the treatment right away. First, many pharmacies don't keep Zyvox in their regular stock, so it had to be special-ordered. Second, insurance companies normally woon't pay for it. So my pharmacy and the Wound Center teamed up to convince my insurance provider to pay. (The insurance finally gave in.)
Once I found out why insurance usually doesn't cover this stuff, I had to admit that I could see their reasoning. (You might want to brace yourself against something sturdy before reading on!) One pill of Zyvox costs $165.54. That means my ten-day supply (20 pills) cost $3310.78.
The Zyvox seems to be helping; the place on my leg has dried up again, and I'm feeling a bit better. (Considering how much that dang stuff costs, it better work!)
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17-07-2014 13:01
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