Friday, June 1, 2012

Compression Hosiery

I needed to order another pair of my compression hosiery, and once again, ran into ridiculous insurance rules.  It is as if they are a controlled substance that I might get addicted to.  My position is: I am going to need these the rest of my life, so write and honor a refillable prescription that lasts, say, 5 years?  Okay, maybe 5 years is a lot, but at least one year.  Every time I need a new pair, I have to call my surgeon and have them fax a prescription over to the medical store I go to.  That may sound easy, but it took at least six phone calls to coordinate it all.  There has got to be a better way!  Well, the next time, I am going to order 2 pair to last me a year.  Then, at least I only have to bother with it once a year.

13 injections to go!