My father was very, very late tonight. He came pulling up in front of my house at about 10.15pm."Come on and get out of the cold," I said as I hurried him along.
He had a sack of a Whopper, fries and an extra large Coke. Dad is going to beat Charlie at his own game. Mom also made sure he brought my six Sodas for the day.
I had resisted the urge to call him on his cell phone. He gets aggravated when I do that as if I am hurrying him up.
Maggie whined for an hour fearing he wasn't coming. She knows our routines so very well.
"Your medication costs last year totaled over $16,000," my father told me as he sat down on my couch. "I know you didn't like Bush, but he did push Medicare Part D through Congress."
I felt dumbfounded. That is a shitload of money. The brevity of it all was starting to soak in.
"Before Part D came into effect, the pharmacy was subsidizing all those costs," my father then told me. "Each Risperdal Consta injection costs $260 dollars."
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