My brand new Southern dream house burned down.
Our parish and all the others have been ravaged by floods and we are living in a disaster area (yes, we are moving to Baton Rouge, I don’t even care about my anonymity right now). I can’t even explain how awful it is. Pray for Louisiana.
Then today CVS pharmacy called to tell me that my Pentasa, which I take 10 of per day for my Ulcerative Colitis, will cost $1200 per month, and I have to pay 25% of the cost. And there is not a single equivalent medication covered by my insurance. In fact, Ulcerative Colitis is not even on the list of covered illnesses for which “preventive medicines” are allowed. But get this–Louisiana Medicaid covers Pentasa with a copay of $5.
I am literally thinking about divorcing my husband in order to obtain adequate medical coverage.
This is so beyond f*cked up.
Mr. MLACS and I bought the best insurance plan his company offers–it’s not cheap. We looked over the plan carefully and it said $60 copay for brand names and like $20 for generic. Nowhere did it say “But only if it’s on our list”.
What if I needed one of the infusion medications, like Entyvio? Those infusions are about $30,000 each and must be given every few weeks. These infusions were the whole reason Mr. MLACS and I got secretly married 6 months before our actual wedding–because I was sick and afraid my illness could bankrupt us.
The drama just never ends.
I just don’t even know how much more I can take.