Six months after my headache began, I finally got to see a headache specialist! He didn't really listen to my history, seemed confused about why I was there, and told me to take some supplements, which were listed on a millionth-generation photocopy originally from like 1999. But he did also prescribe an injectable preventative. I braced myself for insurance shenanigans. And they did happen, but to my shock, the neurologist office dealt with it for me and eventually worked out that I'd get it delivered to my house for less than my usual copay. Sweet!
It arrived today in a large insulated box with an entire sharps container to hold the one auto-injector pen. So I'm feeling bad about the environmental impact but not bad enough to spend a bunch of time on the phone negotiating a change and paying more at my usual pharmacy. I have now stabbed myself in the thigh and in a few months will have a good idea of if it helps.
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