For about a year now, I’ve been getting my NapraPAC (a combination of 1000 mg of generic Aleve and a Prevacid pill a day) for free. (Hey, prescription drug manufacturers: If you push your pills with giant stacks of coupons for the doctors you harass, they’ll turn around and give a big stack of them to patients.)
Today, at long last, I had to pay for the pills and I had been dreading the day, not knowing how much of a bite my insurance would take out of the three-figure bill for the 28 days of pills.
I had to pay $15. Score one for medical insurance.
Congratulations on your latest in a string of 29th birthdays!
We got them last November, but Hanna and Lucky were born a year ago today.
They’ve grown a lot since they were known as Raven and Bubbles by the family that owns their mother (and Lucky has come out of the closet as a boy cat), although Lucky has grown more than Hanna. Hanna still has a kittenish body (and acts kittenish more often than Lucky) while Lucky is big and strong enough to beat up neighborhood dogs if he wasn’t a big cowardly wuss.
Naturally, someone set them up with new cat toys, although my idea of buying them both a bunch of white mice was overruled.
Yeah, I know, no blog posts yesterday, sorry. For sarcoidosis fans, I’m back to having eyes like poached eggs, a tongue like a pot roast fresh from the oven and power-sleeping starting at 6 p.m.
Tomorrow, probably during lunch, I’ll post a review of Lucky Number Slevin (I liked it) and maybe something whimsical. Whimsy’s good.
Back to sleep for me.
I love that Hesperia has finally cooled off — having temperatures over 90 degrees in September was just a bit too much for me — but with the cool weather (which the cats adore) has come a wave of colds and flus. I’ve got some strange sinus thing between my right ear and down the right side of my jaw, which hurts, but at least it’s not a sniffly sneezy thing.
I know this weather won’t last very long at all, and I’m determined to enjoy it while I can.
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