I've mentioned the mental health clinic that I go to in this thread. They've shown themselves to be pretty unreliable before (I haven't had a single appointment yet that they didn't reschedule at least once) but I'm finally fed up with it.
A couple months ago I was put on a drug to help with my depression and anxiety. I was given one refill (so, two months' worth total), and they scheduled my next appointment. I took it for a few weeks, and generally felt better, not perfect but better. It was so subtle I wasn't even sure they were working.
Well, two days before my appointment, they call me and reschedule for later this month. At that point I have only a few days' worth left, so I get them to call in another refill to my pharmacy. We go up there to get it filled, assuming they'll do it the same day, and they don't. As it turns out, it takes a couple days to process. So we called the pharmacy a couple days later. Still nothing. Call again the next day. Nothing. The clinic is only open Mon-Wed and by that point it was Thursday so we couldn't call and ask them to do it again. A couple days later, still nothing.
In the meantime, I've been off my meds almost a week now and I realize how much they were helping. I crashed hard. It hasn't been pretty. We had to send my daughter off to be babysat by other people because I've gotten so anxious over nothing that I'm throwing up, and my depression has me pushing my best friend of ten years away.
I'm going to need bloodwork taken to check the levels of the drug in my blood at my next appointment but to me that's a bit of a joke, it's clearly out of my system now and I'm going to have to start all over. I'm not sure if the doctor will get upset at me for "not taking my pills like I'm supposed to" because the levels are so much lower than she's going to expect, or if she does believe that I took them, if she'll believe that they worked as effectively as I say.
I'm so mad at them right now for letting this happen. For not having their crap together enough to keep my appointment and for forgetting that a patient needs a refill on a med that she (apparently) desperately needs to function.
The silver lining is, at least I know there's a drug out there that'll help me!
A couple months ago I was put on a drug to help with my depression and anxiety. I was given one refill (so, two months' worth total), and they scheduled my next appointment. I took it for a few weeks, and generally felt better, not perfect but better. It was so subtle I wasn't even sure they were working.
Well, two days before my appointment, they call me and reschedule for later this month. At that point I have only a few days' worth left, so I get them to call in another refill to my pharmacy. We go up there to get it filled, assuming they'll do it the same day, and they don't. As it turns out, it takes a couple days to process. So we called the pharmacy a couple days later. Still nothing. Call again the next day. Nothing. The clinic is only open Mon-Wed and by that point it was Thursday so we couldn't call and ask them to do it again. A couple days later, still nothing.
In the meantime, I've been off my meds almost a week now and I realize how much they were helping. I crashed hard. It hasn't been pretty. We had to send my daughter off to be babysat by other people because I've gotten so anxious over nothing that I'm throwing up, and my depression has me pushing my best friend of ten years away.
I'm going to need bloodwork taken to check the levels of the drug in my blood at my next appointment but to me that's a bit of a joke, it's clearly out of my system now and I'm going to have to start all over. I'm not sure if the doctor will get upset at me for "not taking my pills like I'm supposed to" because the levels are so much lower than she's going to expect, or if she does believe that I took them, if she'll believe that they worked as effectively as I say.
I'm so mad at them right now for letting this happen. For not having their crap together enough to keep my appointment and for forgetting that a patient needs a refill on a med that she (apparently) desperately needs to function.
The silver lining is, at least I know there's a drug out there that'll help me!
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