The Purity Reign

The annual ridiculousness has come and gone, and as always being the queen of purity everything is good. I say ridiculousness because when you really think about it, how absurd is it to have someone squish your boobs looking for lumps (or grab your scrotum and tell you to cough)?

This time she seemed a lot less rushed and friendlier than usual. When the question arrived, "do you have the same sexual partner as you did last year?" I answered, "no still no partner." Short pause. And then, "show me a good man in this city." She said, "I know! It's hard here."

And then commenced the boob mashing and vagina poking and then it was over.

Sigh. All this so I can get a prescription to take these little pills to regulate my period. Because clearly I don't need it as birth control. Hmmm, train of thought here switching gears...the anxiety medication (highly addictive and can really mess you up if not taken properly) I was taking awhile ago was $12 for 30 pills. My birth control is $85 for 30 pills. Both are generic. I guess I am taking a certain kind that is more expensive for some reason, but in the past I've never paid less than $50 a month and always for generic. 

I find this utterly offensive. If a medication existed to regulate the cycle of semen I bet it would cost 10 cents a pill...or have been made free loooooong ago.

I'm not one of the lucky women who get birth control for free because I have to buy my own insurance and I didn't add on prescription coverage. When I started there was no need. It will be a year in March so I figured I'd call and see how much it is and if it's worth it. They don't tell you (or at least remind you when the time comes) that you can only change your coverage once a year before January. I stupidly assumed it was once a year depending on when you started coverage. I'm so irritated I feel like canceling the insurance altogether. Grrr.