I have been trying since September to get my shingles shot. First time I went to the pharmacy, my doctor hadn't sent the order. The second time, it was ONE day too close to my pneumonia and flu shots. Third time, they told me I'd have to come back after 4 because the person to administer the shot wasn't in. The fourth time they were out of the shot. FINALLY, I got it this week. By now, I turned 61 and didn't even need the doctor's prescription for it anymore.
I'm known to be impatient. I was aggravated at how long it was taking. I told the pharmacy "girl" that I would gather my groceries and come back. Fifteen minutes later, they still weren't ready. They were trying to find out if my insurance would pay for it. The pharmacist said the shot would be $229. I said that I wanted it whether the insurance would pay or not. That helped to move things along. After getting the shot, I waited while they were still processing my insurance. That's when I noticed this:
Anyway, good news about my shingles shot. The insurance paid for it. I don't get it. I thought our coverage was really pretty crappy---mostly for emergencies and disasters. Turns out, it pays for a lot of stuff we don't expect. That's a nice surprise.
Speaking of animals---Jordan brought home a stray kitty a couple of months ago. She promised Steph that "it" would be gone just as soon as she found it a home. Well, you know how that story ended---welcome, "Rio"---dumb name for a cute little kitty. When we were over there last weekend, I couldn't resist taking a shot of her painted nails---and my favorite color too!
I must leave you with this little "piggy"!