The vascular surgeon did two atherectomies in a procedure last year, leaving me with a long stent. I was supposed to have a follow-up visit with him last week, which was contingent on how much that was going to cost. The doctor's staff told me last week how much the insurance wouldn't pay, and I rescheduled the appointment. And yes, for the first time in my life, I began taking a few prescription drugs last year, as you surmised.
I hate to leave the house, but I have always hated leaving the house. It's just that this time, I drag my feet getting ready, until I finally succeed in becoming too late to go anywhere.
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