Olivia told me the other day that she was nearly out of test strips. I dutifully called in the refill and went to pick them up today.
When I got to the pharmacy, I gave him Olivia's insurance card. O is on her father's soon-to-be-ex-wife's insurance.
I know, it's confusing, but I don't really want to get into all of that garbage on here. Suffice it to say, her dad's not really, uh, involved in Olivia's life. It's been a year and a half since he's seen her. He lives an hour away. Somehow, there's always something more important. It's beyond infuriating. But I digress.
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