I'm so clumsy
So after my last update I wanna get back on track with the things I left out until then to make me feel the way I did. First of I went to my old family doctor that hasn't seen me since practically before puberty, although we have bumped into each other in passing when i've have to take my lil sis or grandma or whoever there for an appt. but i mean he hasn't 'examined' me. Mainly b/c I have no ins. and its pretty pricey to just go for a visit to a doc that sometimes isn't even productive until you come back for multiple visits, so thankfully my mom told then that i had no income or is. ad all so he gave me as many samples as he could and only wrote the cheapest prescriptions. I had this weird crackling noise in my ear and my sinuses were acting a lil funny so he checked that out and gave me plenty of samples for allegra d, and while looking through our med. cabinet at home, turns out i saved almost a whole bottle of allegra from the last time chris got sick so if i'm still needing more by the time those run out its no biggie.
So I told him about my abdominal pains and the nausea and he gives me the diagnosis of IBS (irritable bowel syndrome for those or you that haven't seen the commercials that have appeared all over the tv for some reason). Turns out that zelnorm med. that people were getting for it was taken off the market or something apparently major side effects or that sort of thing, so he gave me a bag full of samples for nexium ( cute lil purple pill with two yellow stripes on it, heh) and a script for lactulose and dicyclomine, one a pill one a liquid that tastes and looks like its just a bottle of cairo syrup. Then I tell him about my kolonopin needing refilled ( got it sometime last year when i was living with chris and had to go see their family doctor b/c of such a bad ankle sprain and anxiety. Of course i told my doc first thing, which ur pretty much required to do, that i'm going to a methadone clinic and my dosage.
What happens?
For that very reason he won't write me a prescription for it b/c of its 'addictive properties' (something ive heard a thousand times from indian rivers) and b/c in his words 'since ur on that high a dosage of methadone shouldn't be having any problem with anxiety'....this guy knew nothing at all about the clinic. He even thought that the dr at the clinic was the one giving me my depression meds! Needless to say I wasn't happy.
The next day turned out better, I called chris's family physician, the one that originally gave me the kolonopin, and asked for a refill, they called in ito the pharmacy and that was that. Took Dixie to the vet, they determined she had a yeast infection in her ear, gave her antibiotics, and a tube of stuff to put in her ears twice a day and all together it cost like 74 dollars. I actually think pet insurance would be more expensive than human ins.
So there we are up to date with the depressing post, that was meat to shed some enlightenment on myself and anyone who knows me, but it still just sounded like i'm a narcissist. But that's just thing most everyone gets defensive in arguments, right?
I just miss the way things used to be with our relationship, but isn't it true that when you first meet someone and fall in love with them you only want to show them your best sides, you even find yourself not even acting like yourself, so as the relationship progresses, you start finding the truth out about each other, and i'm afraid the other can't handle it..
by the way im lying here now on the couch trying not to more b/c the floor of the den is so messy i just tripped and fell down, one ankle is a lil swollen (im always having ankle problems) and my knee caps hurt like hell b.c i fell onto the ottoman catching myself only on the bottom hard part with my knees...oww
So I told him about my abdominal pains and the nausea and he gives me the diagnosis of IBS (irritable bowel syndrome for those or you that haven't seen the commercials that have appeared all over the tv for some reason). Turns out that zelnorm med. that people were getting for it was taken off the market or something apparently major side effects or that sort of thing, so he gave me a bag full of samples for nexium ( cute lil purple pill with two yellow stripes on it, heh) and a script for lactulose and dicyclomine, one a pill one a liquid that tastes and looks like its just a bottle of cairo syrup. Then I tell him about my kolonopin needing refilled ( got it sometime last year when i was living with chris and had to go see their family doctor b/c of such a bad ankle sprain and anxiety. Of course i told my doc first thing, which ur pretty much required to do, that i'm going to a methadone clinic and my dosage.
What happens?
For that very reason he won't write me a prescription for it b/c of its 'addictive properties' (something ive heard a thousand times from indian rivers) and b/c in his words 'since ur on that high a dosage of methadone shouldn't be having any problem with anxiety'....this guy knew nothing at all about the clinic. He even thought that the dr at the clinic was the one giving me my depression meds! Needless to say I wasn't happy.
The next day turned out better, I called chris's family physician, the one that originally gave me the kolonopin, and asked for a refill, they called in ito the pharmacy and that was that. Took Dixie to the vet, they determined she had a yeast infection in her ear, gave her antibiotics, and a tube of stuff to put in her ears twice a day and all together it cost like 74 dollars. I actually think pet insurance would be more expensive than human ins.
So there we are up to date with the depressing post, that was meat to shed some enlightenment on myself and anyone who knows me, but it still just sounded like i'm a narcissist. But that's just thing most everyone gets defensive in arguments, right?
I just miss the way things used to be with our relationship, but isn't it true that when you first meet someone and fall in love with them you only want to show them your best sides, you even find yourself not even acting like yourself, so as the relationship progresses, you start finding the truth out about each other, and i'm afraid the other can't handle it..
by the way im lying here now on the couch trying not to more b/c the floor of the den is so messy i just tripped and fell down, one ankle is a lil swollen (im always having ankle problems) and my knee caps hurt like hell b.c i fell onto the ottoman catching myself only on the bottom hard part with my knees...oww