Sunday, August 29, 2010

I need a new pharmacy

Remember this?  The annoying time I had at the pharmacy last week trying to get my femara?

Fast forward to today, when I finally look through my pile of mail (come on, you know you've done that too), and see a letter from the pharmacy.  My first thought it "Oh no!  My insurance must not have paid them for something and they are sending me a bill.  Crap."

And then I open it.  And it's not a bill.  It's a letter telling me that they saw that I've been prescribed femara.  And that they are here to help me with my breast cancer journey.  And that even though I have breast cancer, they know I will overcome it and live a long healthy life.

Apparently 5 femara pills can cure breast cancer.  Who knew?


  1. I got the same letter. Well almost. My pharmacy wasn't so direct. They used euphemisms to explain the disease and said I was enrolled in their personal health advocate program, or something like that, to help people with serious illnesses. But they at least gave me my pills without issue, and I think it was the third time I ordered them.

  2. I am trying not to laugh...but it is funny, it is. Ummm, it shows they are concerned??? Sigh...why don't they send a sympathy letter for needing clomid or something, you know, "we hope your journey to pregnancy is a successful one!"

  3. That is ri-DONK-ulous! I cannot believe they send out auto-generated responses depending on the script you get filled. That is cuh-razy!

  4. Geez! At least they care...right? Or at least an automated response does.

    Glad you're not dealing with Cancer and I can't wait for you to confuse them more when your next script is for PRENATAL VITAMINS!

  5. Hahahahaha. I'm sorry. I think it's so misguidedly funny.

  6. LMAO! Yes, you need a new pharmacy.