State of the Lysana, an update
Hello again! FYI, if you'd rather see more of me being me than me doing long screeds about the latest emergency every two months or so, my Twitter name is the same there as here and my Tumblr is at http://lollandlass.tumblr.com. I also just started a blog called Hedging My Biases at http://hedgemybias.blogspot.com/. I want to use it for current events/politics posts. Also, at some point, I will return to Third-Wave Feminist of Gor at http://3wfog.wordpress.com/ and start the project of discussing Norman's books from a kink-friendly feminist perspective.
I'm trying to get my psych meds dealt with while uninsured. There is a county program I have signed up for that should be of some kind of help in this. Kicker is that I am out of the meds as of now. The double whammy is the one I ran out of is Effexor. That sucker has a withdrawal pattern that makes one wonder if heroin would've been easier at moments, even knowing that it wouldn't be.
I saw someone today who I had hoped would get me on something, but she was merely the nice lady who helps check people in. I get to talk to her next week when she can tell me more about which doctor I'll be assigned to and such.
I did, however, manage to get generic Prozac at a nearby Target for $4. I could talk about the PITA that was, but I went on about it on my Twitter. Suffice it to say the Redwood City Target will NOT be getting my business in their pharmacy department and they're going to hear about this one at corporate.
The drug two-step alone would be reason enough for me to realize I have a fair bit on my plate. Add in the current mini-debacle known as "EDD is giving me a debit card to use to pay my benefits," and we get to the real kick in the ass.
On Monday, I received a letter telling me I was getting the card instead of a check this week. I knew this was coming. Its timing could've been better, as I have both checking accounts currently in arrears and the larder's a bit bare. But if it showed up in time, I could swing it.
It hasn't shown up yet. Today's the first day I could complain about this, so I did. I had to do it via email, as they don't do phone queues and I was one of a horde trying to reach them today.
So I'm in the red with my bank. My set-aside for my landlord out of my money is being spent on food and drugs. And I'm deeply afraid it'll be at least until Tuesday before I can get that blasted card. I won't have the funds for food if I have to wait that long.
If you can only hope this resolves, I grok completely and am grateful for your good will. If you are local to me and can find your way to bounce me a grocery gift card or a moment with your freezer/garden, that'd be awesome. If you aren't local and desire to try to help out, bdaverin at aol dot com still works for PayPal if that's what you want to do. If you want to do something else, the best email address to discuss it with me is lysana at twoburrens dot com.
And yes, I could try to go get food at a local food bank. Insert "in withdrawal from psych meds and am amazed I am this cogent/functional doing this much" here. Yet another processing appointment with county employees this week might be more than I can readily manage. They've been kind and helpful so far, but there's only so many times I can pour out my story to a new stranger before I start wanting to bounce a head off a wall.
PS - Got over a month's worth of rent last month, which was awesome and wonderful and I am grateful to all. We're also heading to Bakersfield again next month to petsit while blackfyr's folks go to a class reunion. Still need more rent help, but that's less front-facing right now.
I'm trying to get my psych meds dealt with while uninsured. There is a county program I have signed up for that should be of some kind of help in this. Kicker is that I am out of the meds as of now. The double whammy is the one I ran out of is Effexor. That sucker has a withdrawal pattern that makes one wonder if heroin would've been easier at moments, even knowing that it wouldn't be.
I saw someone today who I had hoped would get me on something, but she was merely the nice lady who helps check people in. I get to talk to her next week when she can tell me more about which doctor I'll be assigned to and such.
I did, however, manage to get generic Prozac at a nearby Target for $4. I could talk about the PITA that was, but I went on about it on my Twitter. Suffice it to say the Redwood City Target will NOT be getting my business in their pharmacy department and they're going to hear about this one at corporate.
The drug two-step alone would be reason enough for me to realize I have a fair bit on my plate. Add in the current mini-debacle known as "EDD is giving me a debit card to use to pay my benefits," and we get to the real kick in the ass.
On Monday, I received a letter telling me I was getting the card instead of a check this week. I knew this was coming. Its timing could've been better, as I have both checking accounts currently in arrears and the larder's a bit bare. But if it showed up in time, I could swing it.
It hasn't shown up yet. Today's the first day I could complain about this, so I did. I had to do it via email, as they don't do phone queues and I was one of a horde trying to reach them today.
So I'm in the red with my bank. My set-aside for my landlord out of my money is being spent on food and drugs. And I'm deeply afraid it'll be at least until Tuesday before I can get that blasted card. I won't have the funds for food if I have to wait that long.
If you can only hope this resolves, I grok completely and am grateful for your good will. If you are local to me and can find your way to bounce me a grocery gift card or a moment with your freezer/garden, that'd be awesome. If you aren't local and desire to try to help out, bdaverin at aol dot com still works for PayPal if that's what you want to do. If you want to do something else, the best email address to discuss it with me is lysana at twoburrens dot com.
And yes, I could try to go get food at a local food bank. Insert "in withdrawal from psych meds and am amazed I am this cogent/functional doing this much" here. Yet another processing appointment with county employees this week might be more than I can readily manage. They've been kind and helpful so far, but there's only so many times I can pour out my story to a new stranger before I start wanting to bounce a head off a wall.
PS - Got over a month's worth of rent last month, which was awesome and wonderful and I am grateful to all. We're also heading to Bakersfield again next month to petsit while blackfyr's folks go to a class reunion. Still need more rent help, but that's less front-facing right now.