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Anyone know the going rate on a kidney?

Bills, bills, bills. It's what my life has become. Sure, we had bills before- gas, electric, cable, etc. and it was always a bummer to have to spend all of your paycheck on those. But I was just dipping my feet into the pool of bills that I have now belly-flopped into. Seeing a repro doc isn't for the faint of heart when it comes to prices. Especially since a lot of insurances don't cover much if any of it. Mine covers 50% which still leaves me with a hefty portion. Well, we were managing that okay until the surgery and hospital stay.

Now it's yet to be known what my insurance will decide to pay and what I will pay but let's just say that the bills for surgery and my luxury 3 day stay add up to over $17,000. Crazy!!! I know insurance will deduct a bunch, pay some, and then charge me a little (That's me hoping). I'm definitely making money off my insurance finally. One point for me...

It all boils down to me not knowing how much more I can take. Financially, emotionally, physically. Now I'm in "cheap" treatment again for a while, but if the metformin and then the clomid don't work, we're in the same boat we were in. Deciding whether or not to do injectables or in vitro. Neither are in anyone's budget... And we both have really good jobs. But money is definitely not growing on any of our trees. So we're going to start signing up for every game show on TV to win some money. I'll start with Price is Right... it's my favorite and I'm not smart enough for Jeopardy!!!

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  1. Hi Amber. I hope all is well. I too am in the process of getting pregnant and know exactly what you are going thru. This PCOS is such a battle but I know pregnancy can be achieved since my sister who has Pcos also and had invitro and now she has 2 beautiful twins. I enjoy your posts and feel for you. Those meds we take really do a number on us and esp the bills but I know God is faithful and he will provide. Praying!

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