My meds got ordered this week. When we started this IVF process, the financial coordinator told us to expect the meds to cost anywhere from $2,000-$3,000 with insurance coverage. Sure, a drop in the bucket. But, we signed up for this crazy ride so Hubs and I were prepared to pay for it.
I had been back and forth with the mail order specialty pharmacy all week trying to get things set up for delivery before my first injection on Tuesday. They told me I would receive a call on Friday with the co-pay amount.
I had a pit in my stomach all day. I have an exact cost for the IVF procedure. Not knowing the costs for the meds was stressing me out.
The pharmacy called on Friday while I was out with a friend.
Phone convo went something like this:
Pharmacy lady: Hi, this is I-was-too-nervous-too-remember-her-name. I'm calling to give you your co-pay amount before we ship your order.
Me: Oh, hello.
Pharmacy lady: So, your co-pay will be...(insert pause during which I'm thinking "Please don't be crazy expensive, please don't be crazy expensive")...$122.78.
Me: Uhhh, can you repeat that please?
Pharmacy lady: $122.78. I will need your payment over the phone before we can ship the order.
Me (wanting to do cartwheels but I have no idea how): Umm sure, let me grab my card.
I was ecstatic and so was Hubs when I called to tell him. We realize how extremely lucky we are to have such fantastic insurance.
This makes me feel like we are going to kick infertility's ass!