Protest The Hero
Nov. 14th, 2011 10:46 amAs most people who've read my blog know, Omaha has a rare and severe form of epilepsy for which there's one drug, Gabitril, that manages to keep her seziures under some semblance of control and allows her to be coherent for most of the day. Watching her struggle with this condition for twenty-plus years, it never ceases to amaze me how she gets up every morning and keeps going, trying to lead as normal a life as possible, raising two children, being active in the community, and being just about the most awesome partner I could ever ask for.
I went to the pharmacy this Saturday to pick up her monthly medications. Since we've used up our "discretionary" pharmaceutical allowance for the year through our insurer, we have to pay full price. It came to $1177. Just for November.
There are two pharmacists and four technicians at the pharmacy. All of the technicians are women, and since Omaha's probably better informed about her drugs than they are, the pharmacists take her word for it that she knows what she's doing with them. Which means that every month, one of us deals with a technician, and every month the technician says the exact same damn thing: "Are you sure you want to spend that much money?"
Osiris wept, of course I don't want to spend that much money. But if I want my partner of 26 years to be healthy and whole and sane, I'm going to spend that much money. Period. I tell the woman, "That's what her medicines cost. Ring it up please."
This time, the woman asked, "Have you been married a long time?"
"Twenty-six years," I said.
"You're such a nice husband for doing this," she said.
If there's one thing I have in common with Honor Harrington, it's that I don't feel like a freaking hero for doing my duty. But this happens all the time. There's apparently something vaguely "heroic" about sticking by your commitment for 26 years, a commitment made with eyes open and with no mitigating circumstances.
I didn't unload on the technician because I knew she meant... well. But she reflected a sentiment that has always bothered me.
I went to the pharmacy this Saturday to pick up her monthly medications. Since we've used up our "discretionary" pharmaceutical allowance for the year through our insurer, we have to pay full price. It came to $1177. Just for November.
There are two pharmacists and four technicians at the pharmacy. All of the technicians are women, and since Omaha's probably better informed about her drugs than they are, the pharmacists take her word for it that she knows what she's doing with them. Which means that every month, one of us deals with a technician, and every month the technician says the exact same damn thing: "Are you sure you want to spend that much money?"
Osiris wept, of course I don't want to spend that much money. But if I want my partner of 26 years to be healthy and whole and sane, I'm going to spend that much money. Period. I tell the woman, "That's what her medicines cost. Ring it up please."
This time, the woman asked, "Have you been married a long time?"
"Twenty-six years," I said.
"You're such a nice husband for doing this," she said.
If there's one thing I have in common with Honor Harrington, it's that I don't feel like a freaking hero for doing my duty. But this happens all the time. There's apparently something vaguely "heroic" about sticking by your commitment for 26 years, a commitment made with eyes open and with no mitigating circumstances.
I didn't unload on the technician because I knew she meant... well. But she reflected a sentiment that has always bothered me.
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:08 am (UTC)You may wish to see if the cost of a weekend trip north might be worthwhile. Two reserved Amtrak coach seats, plus baggage fees for two bikes, is $172 round-trip, tax included.
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Date: 2011-11-15 07:09 am (UTC)But what kind of society do we live in when it's apparently considered okay to check with someone if they're really sure they want to shell out a grand for medicine? What kind of society do we live in where we have to shell out a grand for medicine, period?
I know someone whose insurance company denied him coverage for a procedure that would let him *walk*. They said he didn't need to walk; he could use a wheelchair.
It's further sad that someone actually said that you were a 'nice husband' for sticking with Omaha. I mean, for crying out loud! Are we really becoming that dog-eat-dog a society that this sort of thing is considered heroic, or unusual, or something like that? Are the selfish and self-serving really winning the so-called "culture war?"
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Date: 2011-11-15 09:18 am (UTC)I see that one of the two patents has just expired. The second one looks - to a non-chemist - like 'here's a better way to make it' rather than a fundamental one and, ah yes, there's a court case about someone wanting to sell it generically already:
http://patentdocs.typepad.com/files/cephalon-v-sun.pdf
Never mind Canada, you could pay for a holiday here or in India with the savings.
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Date: 2011-11-15 01:31 pm (UTC)http://epilepsy.emedtv.com/gabitril/generic-gabitril.html
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Date: 2011-11-15 04:03 pm (UTC)(1) I suppose you've contacted the manufacturer about discount or freebie?
(2) I imagine the pharmacy techs are surprised not only that you're _willing_ to spend that kinda cash, but that you're _able_ to do so. Often the willing are unable, and the able are unwilling.
- E
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Date: 2011-11-16 07:12 am (UTC)Interestingly enough, I just found this tidbit regarding Cephalon. I hadn't known that they had been acquired by Teva, but considering that Teva is the largest manufacturer of generics, it may be that they are intending on trying to market the generic themselves.
http://dailylocal.com/articles/2011/11/09/news/doc4ebad75b596b0598080877.txt
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Date: 2011-11-18 02:14 am (UTC)We've turned into a nation of sociopaths, haven't we?
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Date: 2011-11-30 06:36 pm (UTC)Dear Sugar,
I am grateful every single second of every day for my husband who dealt with the news of my MS diagnosis by saying, “That’s what taking the good with the bad in our vows meant. I have your back no matter what, I love YOU, everything else we have happen in our lives is just stuff. As long as I can be there for you I can make it through anything.”
Kogi