From the Adventurous Telephone Calls department:
I’ve been prescribed a medication that isn’t covered (at all) by my medical insurance. Since it costs close to $1,500 per month at normal retail prices, there’s no way I can afford it; so the doctor who prescribed it signed me up with a specialty pharmacy, to see whether I qualified for a reduced price.
A few minutes ago I received a phone call from the pharmacy to confirm the information the doctor’s office had provided to them. All went well until, at the end of the call, the nice lady on the other end of the phone said, “You’ll be receiving your first prescription of (Drug X) next week.”
I hesitated, then said, “What medication was that, please?”
“Er . . . I don’t recognize that name. Don’t you mean (Drug Y)?”
Silence, then, “Hold on, let me check.” A short pause, then she came back on the line, very apologetic, and said, “You’re quite right; it should be (Drug Y). I’m afraid I mixed up your file with someone else’s. I’m sorry. I’ll correct it.”
I said, “Thank you – but what was the drug you were going to send me?”
With a quiver in her voice, she said, “It was hormone replacement therapy, to treat the menopause.”
We both burst out laughing. As she ended the call, she said, “It was a good thing you checked!”
My wife said much the same thing when I told her about the mixup, a few minutes ago . . .
I wonder if it would have improved my writing?