A Young Wife’s Tale

Also, during his physical, he did not have to give a urine sample or blood or even so much as lift up his shirt. The nurse took his temperature, blood pressure and weight. The “doctor” looked in his ears and nose. She then had David fill out the form to get his records from his old doctor. Then she looked at David’s lengthy list of medications and offered to refill whatever he wanted.

We survived our second week in New Jersey.

Monday when David came home from work, he said, “I put in a request to go to a training conference in Virginia. It’s Wednesday through Friday. They’ll never approve it on such short notice.”

Tuesday afternoon, David calls me and says, “Pack my bag. I’m leaving in three hours.”

Going gluten free hasn’t been nearly as hard as I thought it would be. Even eating out wasn’t too hard. My mother found some gluten free Betty Crocker mixes at her local Kroger. The brownies were good. Very rich. They tasted like dark chocolate brownies. So David hasn’t even missed out on baked goods.

David’s arthritis has been pretty bad lately. David had to leave church early two Sundays in a row in January. His back and neck hurt too much for him to sit down that long. Sunday week he had to take a pain pill before church so he’d be able to make it through the services. Yesterday he was bedridden.

I called the Humira Financial Assistance Program yesterday and they were so helpful. They said that it was no problem. They told me to have the rheumatologist’s office call Humira to give a verbal prescription (I’d never heard of that before.), and then I should call back and schedule a supplemental shipment.