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Cheese & Rice

As promised, I am blogging more but this post is truly a vent post so prepare yourself.


I am an type one insulin dependent diabetic, I need the crap to live. Well, recently I change insurance and I guess I didn't read all the fine print because a 90 day supply of the junk is...prepare yourself...$1000! Yep, you read that right! A grand to have insulin for 90 days! So obnoxious, with insurance! Oh and with a discount card it's just $901. My good Lord! So all this occurring tonight caused some lovely uninvited anxiety which then sent me back to where this all began.

I am still angry as hell about the sequence of events and I would love to know what God was thinking when he gave me this plan. Now I know people have harder situations and whatnot but sometimes I just want to bitch about how I didn't accomplish my goal, how I'm still a little pissed when people make condensing remarks regarding my size and what I eat. It doesn't get easier, you don't get used to the feelings and the anxiety. But this is the stupid card I have been dealt and I have to work with it not against it.

Alright, I've got it out of my system now. Hope all y'all had a good Monday and cross your fingers that's eventually there will be help for people like me.
..xobb

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