The number of dollars I spent in prescription medication today.
Today J-boy was officially diagnosed with asthma. To some this may seem like a horrible event, but I am just so glad to have a reason for his ongoing coughing spasms that lead him to vomit. Oh, his old pedi tossed about the "A" word, but said an official diagnosis couldn't be made unless she actually saw him in an attack. WTH? Are we supposed to call you out when he's in full blow distress at the ER?
We switched pediatrician's back at the beginning of the year. It was one of those things where you didn't realize how miserable you were until you weren't anymore. My only regret is that I didn't move the boys sooner. I *love* their new pediatrician. She listens, she's in tune with what the boys need. She keeps me in the loop. She rocks.
So after the dx of asthma we went to the pharmacy to fill a buttocks-load of prescriptions. When all was said and done we walked about with $106 for COPAYS. Yep, we are one of the lucky American families who have insurance and can afford to get sick. I was so sad thinking of the single mom out there who's kid is in a similar place and has to make the decision of what to get. Food or medication. I by no means want to turn this into a rant about the state of our medical system - besides way too easy to armchair quarterback - but I think it's important to have compassion and do what we can. So when I go pick up my measley paycheck in a bit I'm going to donate a portion to our local People's Clinic.