Why oh why didn't we ask?
Jack finally called the insurance company yesterday about covering his testing supplies. And boy, do we feel stooopid. J: "I wish I had done it earlier. It's really quite easy. They cover all the test strips except for a $20 co-pay." Me (in a very snappish-PMS tone): "Jack, I told you to call them months ago!"
I don't even want to think about calculating all of the thousands of dollars we've needlessly spent over the years simply because we didn't ask. We just assumed. ARGHHH.
However, the person he talked to had never heard of the DexCom and asked for a billing number. We'll see how long it'll take Jack to follow up on that... So really, the DexCom is quite more expensive if we'd actually, correctly, used our insurance coverage.
I was looking at Jack a couple of days ago while he was relaxing after lunch - usually not a very attractive pose for anyone, but gosh darn it, I could have sworn his belly looked a bit smaller. Then later that day, he patted it and said: "I think my stomach's smaller!" Independently confirmed - I guess it wasn't a trick of the light after all =) Yay - and all it's taking is cycling an hour a day for 2 weeks. I wonder if Adora will remark...