Friday as I was getting ready to go to the city for the weekend to celebrate our anniversary, I remember thinking, "don't forget your eyedrops! oh, I'll grab them from the fridge when I get the insulin". Of course, the realization that I had neither my eyedrops for glaucoma nor the insulin didn't hit me until hours later. I had about 100 units left, and I only average about 18-20 per day, so even a 35 or 40 unit prime would get me to Monday morning, but I kept worrying about the possibilities for disaster. I've read the blogs here about running out of insulin and having to go to the emergency room, etc.
I didn't sleep well and my set was itching all day Saturday, so I couldn't enjoy our visit to the Guggenheim (we love art). So when we got back to the hotel, we decided to go to the nearest drugstore, a Duane Reed on Park Ave. Their pharmacy was closed all weekend! What? Ok, so let's ask the concierge. Call this one on 6th and 58th, sure, we have it, but it's $150! So I second guess myself again, "do I really need it that badly?" After I thought about it, I said yes. We walked over there and just bought it. I felt so much better. My husband was just glad I'd stopped fretting, and we could continue our fun.
I can't believe that's what it really costs. I guess I won't be doing that again any time soon.