That's what it costs for a single shot of Rituxin here.
Yep the first chemo bill came in and a single shot of the R in Chop-R costs close to $5500.
If I get that back against my taxes today I shall turn loop de loop and cartwheel through Union Square.
Thank god for insurance, huh? It 'only' cost me $550.
Still full of cold here, nose dripping onto the dog as I type. But a cold I can cope with.
Mail this week brought novelty wigs, sideburns, moustaches, fake glasses, lollipops and a bag of toffees (!) from my cousin Janet who is almost as mad as she is loud.
Wigs for the NY winter cold, lollipops for a Kojak impression should it turn warm, toffees because she thinks I can afford American denistry.
It is tax day today. That means heading into a tax preparation office, whipping out your pay stubs and answering lots of detailed questions within the hearing of 20 strangers - all of whom you have to think have the wherewithall to commit identity theft (I know I have, I lived as Liza Minelli for two years in the early 80s). Franky I hate sitting in H&R block having people tut at my lack of 401k and sigh at my lack of write-offable receipts., but to date they've handed me a cheque at the end of the inquisition and I've been happy.
Hoping to get a refund big enough to pay the hospital bills so I can get back to looking at mad (if unresponsive) Frenchmen on Caribbean isles
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