I see myself in some virtual Kafka novel.

“I see myself in some virtual Kafka novel.” Illustration from Kafka’s “Give It Up” by Peter Kuper / Flickr / Creative Commons.
By Anne Lewis | The Rag Blog | January 18, 2018
January 10 4:53 p.m.
Today I found myself suddenly unable to afford Jim’s basic medications.
Rasagiline went from $24.38 to $716.00
Myrbetriq from $16.50 to $524
Rytary from $16.00 to $473
Namzaric from $19.68 to $209.50
And the other six medications he needs to preserve life and a modicum of well being at least doubled.
I spent three hours on the phone with drug companies, insurance companies, physicians and got everything from “there’s not much else out there” to “separate into its components” to “we’ll send you paperwork so you can apply to foundations” to “request a tier modification to (my personal favorite) “you were paying too little last month.”
Blindsided, frustrated, furious, powerless, I post to Facebook. Three days later I have 50 shares, 111 reactions, groups of See More comments – more than any film, any political revelation, any death or celebration I’ve posted in the past. There’s something worrisome about misery finding such a response. I puzzle through the comments.
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