benicar : i was feeling terrible for months not knowing why. i was feeling like every day was a nightmare of headaches, rashes, and feeling like my face and head were on fire.all this time i was going to doctors to find out what was wrong with me. all this continued for a year until the day i stopped taking benicar. from that day until now all of my benicar are gone.
mai t branford ct.
Hi, I am an old retired man living on a pension. I have been trying to get some kind of medical card that could help me. With me its either take my much needed drugs or eat,and i will you that most of the time the food wins! It is a sad state of affairs here in America,where we,the people OF America do not get anything;but if you come from a foreign land and they give you everything.I really just do not get it
Steve P. Florida
As a single mom it is not always easy juggling the cost of general bills, the cost of college for your children and medical expensives. Constantly worrying about if I can afford the medication prescribed or if a generic is available is more than frustrating. It would be nice to be able to know up front the amount of money I could possibly save.
Flo. B, Charlotte, NC
Does anyone know where we can turn when life dumps immeasurable failure upon us? Family. I have suffered depression for a great number of years. I have never married nor had children. In my younger days, they just didn't seem that they would ever fit into my busy lifestyle of working all day and partying all night. I did fall in love, however, with a dear man who was taken from me all too soon of cancer. Then I faced something that I never thought I would have to. At 46 I found myself out of a job. When I should have been qualified for any number of fields, I was told "underqualified" or "overqualified". With a car and house payment and other debts that had built up over the years of swinging between manic stages and depressant stages, it didn't take long to feel totally overwhelmed. When my family called, I would lie and say "Everything's wonderful. Interview tomorrow." But being from a close family, it didn't take them long to catch on to me. On a particularly lonely night, on the anniversary of my dear love's passing, I took an overdose. When the pills kicked in, I slid to the floor and pinned my legs under me. But family once again stepped in. They were worried when they couldn't get hold of me on the phone, so they felt obliged to let themselves into my home. I had been in the slumped position with my legs pinned under me for 16 hours. 16 hours of no circulation and my legs black from it. I have a fuzzy memory of my sister hovering over me in the ER. And, even though I called her vicious names in my pain and drugged stupor, I can still see her smiling at me and holding my hand while a single tear rolled down her cheek. Now I know that I have a long road of recovery ahead. I have to learn to walk again and that's not easy for stubborn mule of 46, or any age for that matter. But at some time during my first week of intensive care, when I could hear my sister fighting for me and see her haggard, smiling expression; I realized how truly selfish I had been. When we leave this world to answer for our sins, we aren't going to be asked, "How much did you make?" We're going to be asked, "Did you love and were you loved?" I see what I couldn't see in my darkness. Family is love. Love is Family. Even though the words are spelled entirely different, they mean the same.
Pamela T.
I lost my job after 15 years, my wife and I are on very expensive medicine, this plan will help us tremendously with the cost. I also have 2 children at home.
Robert Randazzo Pembroke Pines, Fl