Um...
Is it ok to feel like you're being ass-raped by the people supplying your drugs?
Cuz....I do.
Here's the sitch. I've been off my meds for close to a week now. I was supposed to have an appointment on the 6th but get a phone call several days before and am told the appointment is being cancelled and changed to the 19th. "What about my medication?" I ask. "Call back in a day or two and we will set some aside." So I call back. "We don't have any at this time. Call back on Monday." I've technically been off my meds since early last week but I've been skipping days so that I could make it last longer. Not the BEST thing to do but, hey, desperation and all. Cut me a break, ya know? I call today and this is what I get...
"The nurse isn't in today. I can pull your chart and have her look at it the next time she's in."
"Um....ok."
"Are you out of the samples?"
"Yes..."
"How long?"
"Like a week. I was supposed to have an appointment that would have taken care of this but it once again was changed on me at the last minute."
"Hold on."
*waits for several minutes*
"I'll pull your chart and have the doctor look at it tomorrow. He should be able to write you a script. Will that be ok?"
(Oh, the things I could have said in reply, but Julia has learned much patience with new miracle drug. Plus, it's not good to piss off the people who will give you free pills in order to keep you sane) "Yeah, sure."
"Ok, just call back tomorrow and we will get it underway."
So what's this mean, you ask? Why is this feeling like I'm being ass-raped? The good doctor knows I haven't seen the nurse. It's been over a month since BEING on these meds and I haven't had a follow up to even see how I'm doing on them. For all they know, I'm bouncing-off-the-fucking-walls-crazy-go-nuts on this stuff. Trust me, I've seen psychotics who look/talk/act perfectly normal when on certain meds. They ain't normal. So, my not seeing the nurse yet is a strike against getting a script. Even if I -do- get a script, it's still going to take a week to fill it. Refill is one thing. This is a brand new script that's not been on my charts in the several years I've been here plus the medication goes thru Baldwin County Mental Health Center and not a pharmacy so it isn't an automatic same day magical script like when you go to a regular doctor. Since starting back with these people I think this is the third time I've had my appointment changed. I'm really really unhappy with this. And of course they want to switch me to the Foley branch which is a two hour drive from here. Uh, NO. But they don't know I live in Mobile. Once everything is settled in for my meds, I'm seriously considering saying "screw you" to Fairhope and switching here. There's a branch in Mobile right on Grelot so it's right down the road. I just don't want there to be this major disruption in getting my script. I want my drugs. Want them, need them.
Ug, this is so frustrating. 9.9 But I'll call tomorrow and hopefully this will be over and done with soon. But come the 19th and I still haven't seen the nurse, I'm going to tell them how I feel. In not many a pleasant words.
Cuz....I do.
Here's the sitch. I've been off my meds for close to a week now. I was supposed to have an appointment on the 6th but get a phone call several days before and am told the appointment is being cancelled and changed to the 19th. "What about my medication?" I ask. "Call back in a day or two and we will set some aside." So I call back. "We don't have any at this time. Call back on Monday." I've technically been off my meds since early last week but I've been skipping days so that I could make it last longer. Not the BEST thing to do but, hey, desperation and all. Cut me a break, ya know? I call today and this is what I get...
"The nurse isn't in today. I can pull your chart and have her look at it the next time she's in."
"Um....ok."
"Are you out of the samples?"
"Yes..."
"How long?"
"Like a week. I was supposed to have an appointment that would have taken care of this but it once again was changed on me at the last minute."
"Hold on."
*waits for several minutes*
"I'll pull your chart and have the doctor look at it tomorrow. He should be able to write you a script. Will that be ok?"
(Oh, the things I could have said in reply, but Julia has learned much patience with new miracle drug. Plus, it's not good to piss off the people who will give you free pills in order to keep you sane) "Yeah, sure."
"Ok, just call back tomorrow and we will get it underway."
So what's this mean, you ask? Why is this feeling like I'm being ass-raped? The good doctor knows I haven't seen the nurse. It's been over a month since BEING on these meds and I haven't had a follow up to even see how I'm doing on them. For all they know, I'm bouncing-off-the-fucking-walls-crazy-go-nuts on this stuff. Trust me, I've seen psychotics who look/talk/act perfectly normal when on certain meds. They ain't normal. So, my not seeing the nurse yet is a strike against getting a script. Even if I -do- get a script, it's still going to take a week to fill it. Refill is one thing. This is a brand new script that's not been on my charts in the several years I've been here plus the medication goes thru Baldwin County Mental Health Center and not a pharmacy so it isn't an automatic same day magical script like when you go to a regular doctor. Since starting back with these people I think this is the third time I've had my appointment changed. I'm really really unhappy with this. And of course they want to switch me to the Foley branch which is a two hour drive from here. Uh, NO. But they don't know I live in Mobile. Once everything is settled in for my meds, I'm seriously considering saying "screw you" to Fairhope and switching here. There's a branch in Mobile right on Grelot so it's right down the road. I just don't want there to be this major disruption in getting my script. I want my drugs. Want them, need them.
Ug, this is so frustrating. 9.9 But I'll call tomorrow and hopefully this will be over and done with soon. But come the 19th and I still haven't seen the nurse, I'm going to tell them how I feel. In not many a pleasant words.