Compounded medicine and insurance

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Pharmacy benefits managers. Commonly called PBMs.

They sound like such nice people, right? They manage your benefits to shepherd you to optimal health. They do their very best to save you money and improve the quality of your care. Through drugs.

No matter how effed-up your condition. Or despite what your OWN doctor (who by the way, spent about a decade in med school) thinks you need to help you. Continue reading Compounded medicine and insurance

Exiting the healthcare superhighway

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I am very appreciative of the number of readers I have from the UK. I apologize that this post might make no sense to you. In the US, national health care is pretty bare-bones. Most people get their primary care from their employer, who contracts with one or more private health insurance companies. You select a plan, and contribute a small amount per month for the level of care you choose for yourself and your family. Continue reading Exiting the healthcare superhighway

Gluten-skittish. Gluten-kittenish, maybe just . . . something you should talk to someone about. Like, a DOCTOR.

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picture of a baugette. Thanks, morguefile.com!
Some fine gluten. No butter.

I have a colleague at work who¬† eats no gluten. She has told me this fact many times. She and her daughter are both ‘highly’ allergic. (her term for it)

One day, at a lunch meeting, I see her cramming — descriptive verb, not bitchy — a third of a wheat baguette into her mouth.

“I thought you were allergic to gluten,” I said, watching the carnage. Continue reading Gluten-skittish. Gluten-kittenish, maybe just . . . something you should talk to someone about. Like, a DOCTOR.