The soda and the 30-day prescription in the top shelf of the cart cost almost exactly as much as everything else in the cart put together.
This is a nice illustration of the price of mental health.
I’m fortunate. I only see these numbers at the end of the year when I hit the cap on my insurance. Also, I can afford to spend as much on one bottle of pills for one person as I spend on an entire month’s worth of food for one person (not to mention the fact that I can afford to buy luxury items like bulk frozen pizzas and fancy cheese.)
Also, next year there won’t be a cap. The prescription will cost about as much as that box of five dozen eggs.
(Note: The complete contents of the cart, top and bottom, set me back $306. Also note: That particular bottle of pills is only one of the three monthly prescriptions I must fill. It just happens to be the one that put me over the cap.)