It's fabulous.
A few days over a month ago, I told you about how I am all old and infertile. The doctor gave me a handy-dandy prescription to get things working again (and according to my most recent bloodwork, they are). My insurance won't pay for this prescription, but the pharmacy has a generic discount program so that I can still be able to afford my meds without having to hock the first kid in an attempt to afford the hope of a second one.
Apparently, on this discount program, you can't have an actual bottle for your drugs. Instead, they give you this:
Yep. That would be a generic sandwich bag containing prescription medication. It's okay, though, the label is glued (and taped) to the baggie. |
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