“I’m not sure I can afford this,” Dave joked as he handed over $1.50 in exchange for the 30 pills of Meloxicam pain medication at our office.
His wife had texted last evening saying Dave was “walking like an old man” and we set him up for an appointment this morning. When he stood up from the exam room chair, grunting and hesitating, I couldn’t help but laugh. Yes, he sure moved like an old man.
“My wife will be happy she doesn’t have to drag the kids to the pharmacy for the pain med,” he said, as he hobbled out the door. “Thanks a lot!”
Working for my patients, instead of for the insurance companies!