Friday, May 6, 2016

Shots, shots, shots!


Nope, not that kind. (via GIPHY)





Yep, that's more like it. (via GIPHY)



I went to a travel clinic to find out what vaccines I needed to visit Tanzania. I’ve never been to a travel clinic before, and I was impressed by the printed, bound book they created for me. It listed every recommended vaccine with the reasons for and specifics of it, and the nurse highlighted the ones she most highly recommended (Hep A and B, yellow fever, and typhoid fever). It was fantastic. There was even a section in the back about general travel safety and health concerns.

Not so fantastic was the total cost of only the most highly recommended vaccines: almost $1,000, plus another $100–200 for pills (anti-malaria, altitude sickness, and antibiotics). I asked her if insurance covered any of it, and she said usually they don’t when you’re traveling for fun. If people travel for work, she said the employers usually paid for the vaccines, but I was likely out of luck. I paid her $65 for the visit, took my impressive booklet, and left feeling defeated. There was no way I could afford the shots, but at least none of them were required, just strongly recommended. So I’d have to simply not get sick while in Tanzania.

I’m lucky to have really good insurance coverage through work, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to at least ask about the vaccines. Surprise! They are covered, just not through the clinic I visited. I got the names of some doctors who were covered, booked an appointment, and was getting jabbed the same afternoon. The new office was definitely not as personal or detail oriented as the first place, but I’m not going to turn down free shots. I got the Hep A and B combo shot in one arm, yellow fever in the other, and typhoid pills on ice that I was to start taking later. A couple days later I picked up prescriptions for malaria, altitude sickness, and general antibiotics (just in case, according to the nurse).

The next day my whole right shoulder (yellow fever) was sore, I was super tired, and my right lung felt like it was bruised. I couldn’t take a full breath for almost two days. But then again, I’m a bit of a hypochondriac, so skepticism here won’t offend me.

I was feeling fine within a few days, so I’m curious to see if the next round of shots (Hep A and B again in month) does anything to me. And then after my third and final round of Hep shots (in five months) and a test to make sure I don’t come back from Tanzania with tuberculosis (the vaccine for it sucks, apparently), I’ll basically be invincible.

All told, I'll spend $430 for the shots and pills. It's no small amount, but spread over almost six months (and coming from my HSA), it's manageable:
  • $65 clinic-one fee (for a booklet and a quality consultation)
  • $65 clinic-two fee (round one of shots)
  • $170 in prescriptions
  • $65 clinic-two fee (round two of shots)
  • $65 clinic-two fee (round three of shots)

Moral of the story: it never hurts to ask! I hate dealing with insurance companies as much as the next girl, but sometimes they just might save you $1,000.


Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Caddo Lake



Flooding at Caddo Lake
I took a quickie camping trip with a few friends the other weekend and I have some photos to share, if anyone would like to see them. We drove to Shreveport, Louisiana, on Thursday night, stayed in the El Dorado (boyfriend gets free rooms because he's a regular), gambled a bit, and drove to Caddo Lake State Park (back in Texas) on Friday morning.

It rained most of the week leading up to camping, but luckily it stopped on Friday and Saturday. Unfortunately, the rain was enough to flood the lake, and no one was renting canoes or kayaks, which is pretty much all you do at Caddo Lake. 

We hiked the few trails they had, wandered down to the fishing pier with the hope of seeing alligators (nope), and then cooked out before an early bedtime.
The shack down by the bayou
The hiking was limited but beautiful
No gators


On Saturday our friend Joann called a bunch of rental companies in the nearby towns, but they still weren't renting canoes or kayaks. She did find a guy who offered to take us on a sunset tour of the lake, so we jumped on the opportunity. At least we'd get on the water somehow.

The tour wasn't until 6, so we had the whole day to chill. Joann, Marc, and their two kids headed into town to do some sightseeing, and Andrew and I settled into camp chairs with our books. Forced relaxation is pretty sweet. There might have been a nap in there too.

Andrew had found a restaurant that he wanted to try, so around 4:30 all six of us loaded into his car and headed off to dinner. We were the first people in the restaurant, but were shortly joined by geriatrics and other families with young kids. Fully embracing my new-found love of seafood, I ordered the fried catfish and shrimp. When in the bayou, right?

Our tour guide
After dinner we drove over to a boat dock in Uncertain, Texas, to meet our captain. He was very informative and nice, and I'd recommend anyone book with him when visiting the area. He cruised us in and out of little channels and pointed out owls and other birds. It was a nice, relaxing way to see the sunset.

There's an owl in this photo
Bayou highway



I love Spanish moss
On a boat!























Then we drove back to camp, made some s'mores, drank some beers around the fire, and went to bed by 10. We woke up early (for me) on Sunday, packed up, and drove the 5+ hours back to Austin with plenty of time to catch the season premiere of Game of Thrones.
Until next time, Caddo Lake