GRAWR
Okay, so.. yeah I know I've been away from this thing AGAIN forever. Sorry. And I still plan on talking about my mental health with you people who are patient enough to be willing to put up with my ramblings on that subject. (Oh joy! Doesn't that sound exciting?)
But right now, I wanna talk about something simple. Something.. annoying. (And to give background, I need to mention that I am EXTREMELY sensitive to antibiotics. About all of them make me want to barf - there are very few I tolerate well, and a couple I don't tolerate at all.)
So, I dunno how many of you have had to deal with acne. I've dealt with the dreaded body acne (back, front, wherever it could find to embarass me most) for.... since puberty, on and off, and lately, mostly on. I finally decided a few weeks ago that I'd had enough, and did something I should've done about forever ago. Saw a dermatologist!
So that was cool, and they gave me some prescriptions and lots of samples to take home, including an antibiotic (10 days' worth).
All that worked out great, til I went to go fill the prescription for the antibiotic that was actually working well for me. And it turns out... insurance refuses to cover it. And it costs 260 bucks. *260*. Dear GOD. Buuut insurance is willing to cover the cheap not-time-released version! So we buy that.
And it makes me sick. REALLY sick. Take it and want to throw up sick. Turns out, the time-release that's so expensive? Is also the only thing that made it tolerable for my body.
So I call the derm, ask for something different. Don't get to talk to anyone, have to leave a message. So intead of consulting me, they just call in a prescription. Amoxicillin. Now, Amoxicillin is my least well-tolerated antibiotic ever. EVER. I can take one and want to throw up. The only time I took more than one, I gagged while taking the pill, I was so nauseous. Amoxicillin is my nemesis that follows me wherever I go, that everyone tries to prescribe without asking me first. I've had many conversations consisting of the following...
"Your doc is going to prescribe an antibiotic.."
"... WAIT. Which?"
*nurse looks at chart* "Oh, amoxicillin."
*screeching to a halt noises* "NOOO no no HELL no. I can't take that..."
Seriously. Every time I go for anything anywhere that might require an antibiotic. I'm almost to the point where I'm going to claim I'm allergic to it, and see how many times they STILL try to prescribe the damn stuff. It's annoying, but prescribing me an antibiotic requires a nice sit-down discussion with the Doc about what is indicated, and what I can actually take, and then sometimes an argument about no really, I don't care if it's the only one out there indicated for blah issue, I CAN'T TAKE IT.
*ahem*
So there, mildly medical TMI rant over. Well almost over. There are a couple things which confuse me, being the following... Amoxicillin isn't one of the commonly used antibiotics for acne.. why that one? WTF? Especially when my complaint about the other one was stomach upset? Amoxicillin doesn't have a good track record with that. At all. Big common side-effect. Weird decision, I don't get it.
Anyways, I have called (again) and bugged for something different (again), with the express instructions that if something I requested that I know I tolerate isn't a possibility, that I am called BEFORE any prescriptions are decided on.
The combination of this, my allergies, and the PMS from hell have given me a gigantic seething hate of my own body right now. Had I lived 100+ years ago, I'd be long dead by now. I'm sure of it. Not for any emo reasons, but I'm sure my sinuses would've exploded or something.
But right now, I wanna talk about something simple. Something.. annoying. (And to give background, I need to mention that I am EXTREMELY sensitive to antibiotics. About all of them make me want to barf - there are very few I tolerate well, and a couple I don't tolerate at all.)
So, I dunno how many of you have had to deal with acne. I've dealt with the dreaded body acne (back, front, wherever it could find to embarass me most) for.... since puberty, on and off, and lately, mostly on. I finally decided a few weeks ago that I'd had enough, and did something I should've done about forever ago. Saw a dermatologist!
So that was cool, and they gave me some prescriptions and lots of samples to take home, including an antibiotic (10 days' worth).
All that worked out great, til I went to go fill the prescription for the antibiotic that was actually working well for me. And it turns out... insurance refuses to cover it. And it costs 260 bucks. *260*. Dear GOD. Buuut insurance is willing to cover the cheap not-time-released version! So we buy that.
And it makes me sick. REALLY sick. Take it and want to throw up sick. Turns out, the time-release that's so expensive? Is also the only thing that made it tolerable for my body.
So I call the derm, ask for something different. Don't get to talk to anyone, have to leave a message. So intead of consulting me, they just call in a prescription. Amoxicillin. Now, Amoxicillin is my least well-tolerated antibiotic ever. EVER. I can take one and want to throw up. The only time I took more than one, I gagged while taking the pill, I was so nauseous. Amoxicillin is my nemesis that follows me wherever I go, that everyone tries to prescribe without asking me first. I've had many conversations consisting of the following...
"Your doc is going to prescribe an antibiotic.."
"... WAIT. Which?"
*nurse looks at chart* "Oh, amoxicillin."
*screeching to a halt noises* "NOOO no no HELL no. I can't take that..."
Seriously. Every time I go for anything anywhere that might require an antibiotic. I'm almost to the point where I'm going to claim I'm allergic to it, and see how many times they STILL try to prescribe the damn stuff. It's annoying, but prescribing me an antibiotic requires a nice sit-down discussion with the Doc about what is indicated, and what I can actually take, and then sometimes an argument about no really, I don't care if it's the only one out there indicated for blah issue, I CAN'T TAKE IT.
*ahem*
So there, mildly medical TMI rant over. Well almost over. There are a couple things which confuse me, being the following... Amoxicillin isn't one of the commonly used antibiotics for acne.. why that one? WTF? Especially when my complaint about the other one was stomach upset? Amoxicillin doesn't have a good track record with that. At all. Big common side-effect. Weird decision, I don't get it.
Anyways, I have called (again) and bugged for something different (again), with the express instructions that if something I requested that I know I tolerate isn't a possibility, that I am called BEFORE any prescriptions are decided on.
The combination of this, my allergies, and the PMS from hell have given me a gigantic seething hate of my own body right now. Had I lived 100+ years ago, I'd be long dead by now. I'm sure of it. Not for any emo reasons, but I'm sure my sinuses would've exploded or something.