USB Ports

Computers have changed a lot since I was a girl.

Oh, who am I kidding.  We didn't have computers when I was a girl. 

That sounds funny.  As though I'm no longer a girl.  Does that make me a boy?

I think that all of the USB ports are no longer functioning.  That's gonna suck.

Busy week ahead.  I'll be on the road to Phoenix and back twice, Monday and Friday.  As much as I really hate that drive, there is something sweet about it because I love my car.  I'll pick out some good music today and get it in the car so I have lots to listen to.  Sometimes I just stay on NPR, my window to the world.  So mind expanding.  It's like all the hippies from the day who took LSD figured out how to get the same mind expanding feeling, just with information.  Sorry NPR, I'm sure that wasn't what you intended.

So, just to wrap things up on the doctor front, no one ever called about trying a different test.  And the new prescription did come in the mail.

However.  The prior drug, Femara, I had a prescription for 90 days supply.  That cost me $87.50.  The Aromasin prescription was written for a 30 day supply.  That cost me $87.50.  So I check online and sure enough, if they had written it for a 90 day supply, it would have been (drum roll....) $87.50!

I guess it is too much to ask that they (doctor) look at what I was doing in the past and figure I'd still like to do the 90 day supply.  Surely they are familiar with meds by mail that cost way less when you do 90 days instead of 30.  Or maybe if they looked at it and just weren't sure what I would like, they would call me back and ask.  I was carrying the phone in my pocked all day last Monday waiting for the 'other' call, so I could have very easily helped them out. 

So I wrote to the Meds company online and explained what the doctor had done and that I would not pay $87.50 for only 30 days when I could get 90 days for the same price.  I tried to call and leave a message for the doctors, but of course they aren't open on Saturday.  Nor do they provide an option to leave a message for anyone. 

So tomorrow morning, as I am on the road to Phoenix, I will call them and ask what the heck they were thinking.  And ask them to fix it.  And I'll carry my phone around with me all day, hoping that they'll answer me, but I won't even put it on 'manner mode' cause I'm sure they'll never call.  And the other thing with the tests?  I won't even mention it.  But the Doc is getting an earful on the 11th when I see him.

Okay, okay.  "Bitter!  Party of One!"

Sorry for all the bitching.
Mae