I saw my PCP today so I could get a refill on my levothyroxine. He, of course, wanted blood work done to confirm my TSH levels. Since I don’t have medical insurance, I dread when doctors tell me I need blood work done. Dollar signs with exclamation points after them grow bigger and bigger in my mind.
But today my doctor told me about a company called DirectLabs. Essentially you sign up with this company and you can have any test you want done at the same reduced price that insurance companies pay. For example: The blood work I had done today was a thyroid panel with TSH. Normally (supposedly) this costs $174. I only paid $54. On a side note, I just now checked and the site is showing a price of $45. I emailed them to see if I could get a refund of the difference. Seems only fair, right?.
Anyway…the really interesting thing about the site is that you can order any test you want without a doctor’s order. This site is going to create hypochondriac junkies!
At the lab, I used their restroom and saw an assistive device I’d never seen in a public bathroom before. My first thought: “Oh, that’s a cool one!” After a moment of horror, I quickly added, “But I hope I never need it!” The crazy RA really changes how you think.
This is kind of what it looked like. To my eyes it just looked so much more practical than the ones you normally see in handicapped stalls. Better leverage to get up and down with.
Food for thought…
The cure for rheumatoid arthritis might already exist.
As you read this, someone could be putting in his/her mouth the little pill that could end the suffering for RA patients forever.
Except that little pill they just took wasn’t some experimental drug. No…they took that pill for the flu or an STD or for seizures.
Just look at the two drugs I take to control my RA.
Plaquenil was originally used to treat malaria.
Methotrexate is a chemo drug.
It makes me happy to think a cure could be closer than we realize.
Last night I walked into the bathroom, looked into the mirror, and burst out laughing. I’m really not THAT funny looking, so I’m sure you’re wondering why.
Well, about two hours earlier, I ate a banana. It seems that nowadays bananas need free giveaways to get people to eat them. I’m sure you’ve seen them…the stickers.
Well, last night my banana had a sticker that said “place sticker on forehead, smile”. I’m a complete goofball, so I did it. And a few seconds later…I forgot the sticker was there. Until I walked into the bathroom last night and saw it. Hence the laughter.
I realize I’m one of those people that’s easily amused. I think just about everything can be funny in the right context, including me. And really, it’s the little things in life (like finding a forgotten sticker on your forehead) that make life worth living.
So anyway, I’m filing this one under fibromyalgia brain fog. If you have fibromyalgia, you know what I’m talking about. Sometimes you’ve just got to laugh at yourself.
Has anyone ever heard of getting a rheumatoid nodule on a place that’s nowhere near a joint? I mean, I realize you can get them on your internal organs, but I think I have one on the inside of my lower lip. Doesn’t that seem like a weird place? It’s been there about three weeks now. I forgot to ask my Rheumatologist when I saw her a couple weeks ago.
I had my Rheumy visit today. She always seems so disappointed when she sees me. In all honesty my RA is not that bad, not compared to other people I know, so I always get the feeling from her that she’s upset that she can’t get me into a permanent remission. I always wonder if it makes her feel like she’s failing her patients a little bit when she can’t “fix” us. One of the difficult parts about being a doctor I guess.
My RA update:
My hands are sore with a few slightly swollen joints, but not too bad.
My feet are the worst they’ve ever been.
My immune system has now decided to add my ankles to its list of joints it has decided to over protect. Go Immune System!
I feel like my body has given me a big welcome-to-30-bitch gift.
My Rheumy is upping my methotrexate to 6 pills 1x week for the next two weeks and then to 8 pills after that. My folic acid will now be 2 mg/day instead of 1 mg. That’s what I was hoping she would do, so I’m happy with that. I really didn’t feel I was ready for a biologic yet.
So what does that bring my daily pill count to? Well, I’ve also started taking two different multi-vitamins, so Sunday through Friday I will be taking 10 pills/day. Saturdays will be 16 pills for the next two weeks and then 18 every week after that. I literally had to figure this out on paper because there were so many.
It’s hard for me to believe I now have to take this many. Just a few short years ago, I wasn’t taking anything. Then I found out I had hypothyroidism. That was one pill a day for the rest of my life. No biggie. I could handle that. But 18!?! Seriously?? I’m 30, not 90.
I’m sure my other invisible illness buddies are feelin’ me on this one, right?