Saturday, January 23, 2016

Messed up, really messed up

This post is not for you readers, though you read it if you want. It is a log of what the pharmacy did to me and I am having a hard time typing becaAse of it.

WED, THE 13..called the pharm, asked to renew Clonazepam.
 Been taking it for two years, prevents siezures, Pharmacy said they'd fax MY doctor, right away.

I gave them a day. Tuesday, the 14, called for Clonzepam. They said they called Dr. Chen and I had to go see him in Omaha. I said, I saw Dr, Chen once two years ago, he is a neurologist and I have never seen him again. My doctor prescribes Clonzepam he is Dr Ferg here in town.

They apologized and told me they would fax Dr Ferg, I waited. My mother got an automated call from the pharmacy, saying MY med was ready.

I went to the pharmacy and they said they had checked with Dr Chen and knew nothing about any call. I calmly told them MY number is in my file and they should never call my mother, also my doctor is NOT doctor Chen. Dr. Chen is not my doctor, he is a neurologist I saw once, after my stroke, 2 years ago, and only once. Also, he is Chinese and I can not understand him and MY doctor is Dr Ferg here in town.  IT IS IN MY FILE. I have been with him over a year.

The pharmacy apologized and promised to fax Ferg, I reminded them that I needed my Clonzapam, it controls my seizures and I am almost out. They said they would make it urgent.

My mother then got a call from Methodist hospital, from Dr Chen who said I must come see him to get my Clonazpam.  I feaked out and called the pharmacy. I was not nice. I said I have told you and told you, I do not Doctor with Chen, I do not speak Chinese and I am not driving 100 miles to get a drug that is prescribed to me by MY doctor, Dr Ferg, In this town we all live in! They promised to correct it and get the drug to me as soon as possible. No more mistakes. And they will use MY phone number which is in their files.

I got the call, on my number. They said Dr Stanley had never heard of me and refused to prescribe me Clonazapam unless I make an appointment. I said, I have never heard of Dr Stanley, he is not my doctor. Please look in my computer file. You  will see my Dr is Dr FERG. They apologized. And promised it would take 24 hours or less to get my med. I told them I am now out of Clonazpem and I am starting to have mild seizeures. I asked them to please hurry. I am getting scared. They promised, they  apologized.

By now I am having petit mall seizures. Not fun. I am terrified I will go into a grand mall. Finally I get the call at the right number, mine. Dr. Ferg came right through and my drug is waiting. I go, get it and take my blessed Clonazapam. Not a drug for lightweights. The effects are felt in less than a minute. Seriously. Finally, no more seizures.

While I'm there I ask Sue, the only person I trust there, to get me my Tramadol. It's overdue. She writes it down on a post it. She's busy though and I'm worried. The next day I get an automated med call. YAY! I go to the drive through and pay and am handed a sack. I look in it. There are two meds. I did not order either one of them and neither isTramadol. I alert the worker and she looks. Hmm. But, Pat, you use both of these. I say, yes, but, I have them, I don't need these. I need TRAMADOL. She begs me to take them since I can use them even though my blood pressure meds and cholesterol meds are nearly full. She says, they can be extra. I ask where my TRAMADOL is? She says she can't find an order for that in the computer. I ask her to get me my overdue TRAMADOL and she promised she will. I see her type it in the computer.


By this time it's Friday and I am frantic. If they don't make the fax today, I am fucked for the weekend. I hobble through the thick snow, falling only once and make it to the pharmacy. I ask for a manager. They give me the freak with the heavy mid eastern accent. He hates me and is hard to understand. I am good with accents, but, he thinks he's Amercanized. He is not, makes it worse. I tell him I need Tramadol TODAY. He must fax it this morning for the fax nurse to pick up. He tells me to go to the hospital for controlled drugs. I tell him Tramadol is NOT a controlled drug. It is a mild non controlled pain med, it is NOT a narcotic. He spends ten minutes looking it up and finally agrees with me. By this time he has missed the morning fax time. I have to wait until afternoon fax.

The afternoon fax went out, but, my order was lost. I think on purpose. I went back and explained to that fucking manager that I am on not on one, but, two heavy controlled drugs. I go to the hospital to get them, BUT, my doctor (FERG) is a smart man. He does not want me addicted. SO, he gives me 50 Hydrcodone and 2 boxes of heavy duty Fentanol. Look 'em up. They will rock your world. What they do is make me normal. And allow me to walk. When I go through them, he gives me Tramadol, so I don't go through the hell of withdrawal. So that I never become a junkie. Now, it Saturday and I am not a happy camper. I will suffer until Monday, when the good stuff will be waiting at the receptionist desk at the hospital. It has been 11 day of hell. I can take two more.


BUT, if they think they can get away with this, they are wrong. When I am right again, I will use my skills in the local paper. It was very hard to write this, I am sorry, but, not as sorry as the pharmacy will be. PS..there is another tiny local pharmacy in town, not as convienient, but, I'm sure they wouldn't call doctor 'I only speak Chinese', or my mother.

excuse my spelling, Blogger wont let me correct. What's up?
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40 comments:

Angie said...

Wow, what a horrible, frustrating situation. It sounds like your pharmacy is incompetent and/or spiteful. ..two things that don't belong in a profession that so many ill people rely on. I wish there were someone there that could help you.

Jane said...

Pat, try calling Dr. Ferg's office next time and ask them to call in tha prescription to the pharmacy. That might help---depending on how accommodating the dr.'s nurses are. I am so glad I got the dr. I have now. That last one was a complete asshole and made me dread having to go to him. My new doc and his nurses are great.

Would that pharmacy be a national chain?

Hope everything works out and you feel better.

Dirty Disher said...

HEY..I just went to get my Tramadol, as I am in painful withdrawel, and got 5 doses of Tram and muscle relaxers. It's fucking chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiistmas!

Anonymous said...

Tramadol is not habit forming
If you take 50 hydrocodone a month plus fentyl, you are addicted

Just from the tone of this post, you are an addict

Tia told us all about your pill problem

Good info for the state

Anonymous said...

I recently had hip replacement surgery afer suffering 10 years with severe osteoarthritis, so I've had some experience with pain medication. Assuming the hydrocone is 5mg (the most typical dosage), fifty hydocodone per month isn't cause to worry about addiction even with long-term use. Tramadol is prefered by many as an excellent non-narcotic alternative (equal relief without the side effects of stomach upset and constipation), but as of a year or two ago Tramadol was re-classified as a controlled substance due to the complicit power grab of insurance companies and our government's often mindless "war on drugs". Doctors and pharmacists alike are practically terrorized by the stranglehold of increasing regulation, not to mention us patients. Even immediately post-op I had to jump through insane hoops at the pharmacy to get a prescription filled, so I feel for ya.

Anonymous said...

I wiki'd fentanyl as it's not a pain med I'm familiar with. Says here it's 40 times more potent than morphine!---wtf?---It's hard to grasp how fentanyl is even in the same conversation as hydrocodone and tramadol, so with all due respect do you mind if I ask for what grave malady it's being prescribed to you? I hate to put any arrows in the troll's sling by pointing out a comparative difference, but the head of my femur had literally ground a hole through my acetabubulum and was protruding two inches into the space occupied by my pelvic organs and no one ever offered ME any fentanyl, lol. If you're worse off than that, then I really DO feel for ya! lol

Dirty Disher said...

I got my tramadol, so no more withdrawl. Plus I got five more I never ordered. Some are muscle relaxers. I'ts like chrismas here. They are fucking crazy.

Anonymous said...

Sure, rub it in. Now along with fentanyl envy I have muscle relaxer envy, lol.

Anonymous said...

Wow Pat I'm glad you got that sorted. I'd be relying on their lack of ability to do their job properly, from now on, and making sure I restock weeks in advance of running out. That's a deadly serious oversight they put you through.

Lia

Anonymous said...

I tried to put this in your Open Post but there seems to be a problem after your last comment.


I think about how hard it is for you to even get into a car and drive somewhere with all that snow. I can't imagine how hard that must be, especially being incapacitated. Wow! We don't have those weather extremes here and that makes me happy. Just heat, bush fires and drought. But I live in the city so fires aren't a scare and we have water on tap and I have a fan for the heat. Is there any way you can make a ramp outside your place and mount the curb to park on your property? Or would your council and the snow prevent that? Fuck! Even walking a block from your car to your house sounds like a trial. I've been hearing on the news all day about the snow storms in the eastern coast. I filed for divorce the other day and it has rained non stop since, it's like an entire cleansing gift from above and I'm loving it. My blood pressure is down to 120/70 for the first time in a decade, that's a real indication of how stressful my marriage was. Hope your staying warm in this weather,

Lia

Anonymous said...

Pill deniers, butt out. The meeds listed here are not that big a deal. Unless you take way more than prescribed, in which case you run out early, it only dulls pain. None of them make me feel good, anyway. And it is a pain to get the stuff with some being original prescription from the doctor every month and the rest being no refills. This results in the patient thinking way too much about meds and taking what little energy they have trying to obtain them. It's easy to call somebody dependent when they have to think about this all the time. But believe me the effects don't make the sufferer feel pain free or give them energy. The whole thing sucks. All of this just to take the edge off so you don't go crazy. Or enable you to move a little bit.

Anonymous said...

If you run out of pain medication early there is a natural alternative that will keep you out of w/d until your script comes through. It will also control pain.

Jane said...

hang in there Lia. I hope it goes better for you than Christina. Exes can be asses.

Dirty Disher said...

PLease tell me of the plant based pain reliever. But, I can't do marijuana, lemon balm and cone flower only works for me with teeth removal and dry socket. If you have the name of one I've skipped, please let me know. I know of all the plants around here and what they do. What have I missed??

The pharmacy screwed me again on Sat moring. Got an automated call, went to pick up whatever it is. I had only ordered Tramadol, which I already got. I was handed a BIG bag of fucking meds, some are duplicates of what I alreay have. Okay, I can put them aside. One was Tramdol!!! I already got that, but, I am keeping it. There was Vitmain A to take weekly, I do not take that, but, since I'm a vampire, I will take it. Another one was a heavy duty muscle relaxer I had been prescribed in November when I had a back spasm. My back got better and I never ordered it again. There were NO refills on it. There was two huge bottles of Gabipentin. A nerve disorded chem for diabetes pain. It's worthless to me and my doc knows I don't take. It gives me the runs and asprin is more effective for pain. All in all, there were 7 bottles of shit I didn't ask for and only two good ones, neither are controlled subjects. I am so glad I am keeping track on here. Something is terribly wrong with that pharmacy.

Dirty Disher said...

PS, Lia, here they do not allow the option of stocking up. They are strick about it and follow you though the computer. Also, you would never be able to get any extra pain pills, no way in hell. My extra bottle of Tramadol was a computer mistake that the sackers missed. On my controlled substance, such as Hydro-co and Fentanal. I must call my doctor,leave a clear message to his nurse. She takes it to him, he signs it and then it goes downstairs, through a narrow shoot, directly to another nurse who locks in in a safe until I come and pick it up. I then drive to the pharmacy and wait. Sometimes for and hour or more. Because, I don't want someone elses script, or baby laxative or some shit.

I 'm telling something is VERY wrong with thier comp.

Anonymous said...

Pat, you won't find it grown locally. It's grown in Indonesia and it's called Kratom aka Mitragyna Speciosa. It's readily available through online vendors. If you want anymore info I can email you. Please, look into it.

Dirty Disher said...

To the person who asked, yeah, I use the codine to relax my muscles put my mind at east. Also it helps with noise. Noise around me and in my head. very confusing and painful. I follow that with clonozapam, stops seizures do to every noise. I have super hearing. It can't be tinnitus, it goes way beyond and codine stops that pain in 15 to 20 minutes. And is a good defence from that.

Lastly, the fentanol. I do not inject it. I wear it as time based patched on my shoulders,neck, right arm and lower back. I always make tea from the leftover. Mixed with Earl Grey, it's tasty.

These three drugs are serious narcotic and you can't get them at the pharmacy without a doctors prescription. I've been told I take as much as it would to put an elephant down. For me, it makes my mind clear and my legs actual work.

So can you imagine how pissed off I am at this ridiculous drug hoarding thing the call a company computer. I have no thoughts of suicide. None. BUt, I would welcome suggests.

Dirty Disher said...

Mitragyna Speciosa. Ahh A plant I know nothing about, so I can look it up! Thanks.

Unknown said...

Oh! So the pharmacist does use a computer! Ours do too but I felt sure that your pharm didn't use one because how could they get it so wrong! I mean putting you through severe pain and major seizure's is life threatening!

Anonymous said...

Lia the kicker is that if you are in pain and need the meds, go to the doctor and get prescription on paper, take it to drugstore and they don't have it because of a supply problem, you then have to take it from place to place in person because the won't even tell you over the phone if it is available or not. It's quite the liberal thing now. Make street drugs available and criminalize prescription drugs by interfering with rules, regulations, and disrupting supplies. Quite the trick. Let the government get involved in your health care around here and you won't get a lot of things except excessive regulation and tracking your every freaking move. And if you have something you know won't be paid by insurance but are willing to pay cash, the pharmacies act like you are there to rob them.

Unknown said...

Oh yes that happens here. If one pharmacy doesn't have my meds I have to visit other pharmacies. Luckily there are four within walking distance and its only ever happened once. Also, because I'm on BP meds I can store up to six months worth. And luckily all meds are government subsidized so pharmacists can't treat individuals like crims because we all pay the same.

Dirty Disher said...

I am very careful with my meds. I take them as prescribed unless I have severe pain, then I take a few more, but, my doctor knows this. But, it doesn't mean I get more of the heavy drugs. That is what the Tramadol is for. It's not a narcotic, not a controlled substance, but, it keeps me from withdrawal from the big drugs. For the last year it has worked fine. BUt, now the pharmacy computer is messed up big time and I have at least seven bottles of drugs, some of which were never prescribed to me. This is fucking crazy.

Dirty Disher said...

PS. I am calling my doctor directly today and get this mess sorted out.

Dirty Disher said...

Mitragyna Speciosa, I have seen that plant here. It's called Ketum, I think.

Dirty Disher said...

Lia, the city is legally responsible for knocking out my curb so I can make a driveway. I requested it in November. They flaged the spot and so did I. But, they never have done it. I have no place to park.

Dirty Disher said...

6:16:00 AM. you should ask Tia about her pills. All but her psychiatric pills are for sale. Her psyc meds she takes sometimes and sometimes not. She's crazito. She'll send you the first batch free, even if you never asked. Then she starts negotiating a price. I passed. But, imagine my surprise when I was complaining about pain to her and she sent me a box of mints. WTF? I opened it and it wasn't mints. I had no idea she even was prescribed any kind of drug. She's really a stupid drug dealer. I admit I kept them, but, I didn't let her put me on her customer list. So, fuck you, and fuck ratchet ass, dope seller, psycho Tia.She's a jail sentence if I ever saw one coming.

Dirty Disher said...

Yes, Fentenol is 40 times more potent than morphine. I can't stand Morphene, though I do have that too. I use it only for emergencies. I have a HIGH tolerance to all downs and pain killers. Fentenol is used to put you out when you have a surgery. But, since mine are timed released they don't knock me out or make me drowsy, even when I wear three times the amount. They work nice for me. Fent is like prpothol, that shit that killed Michael Jackson. But, he put it in an IV and no one monitored him for respitory failure. Anyway, yeah, I take a shitload, but, my doc and I have slowly, by trial and error finally got my doses right.

As for my malodies, I have severe, really severe scoliosis, I have a major dent in the top of my spine caused by sky diving, race car driving, breaking horses or a million other youthful adventures and it shows up now like a carved out large dent in the top of the spine. It affects all my extremities. I also have a major case of RA, which makes me rather crooked, I am Diabetic and have to be careful of that, it's painful and I could easily lose a limb if I get injured. Top all that off with post stroke symptoms and a neurological disorder, which causes seizures and super hearing. Oh, and part of a stomach left and a few feet of intestine removed. Yet, I refuse to be wheel chair or bed bound. I simply won't do that. I will die planting a tree, wrestling a Raccoon, or some shit like that. And I do not enjoy medical talk so this is the first and last time you'll hear it.

Dirty Disher said...

ps,my favorite drug is Dilantin. Too bad the ambulance is the only way to get it, unless you're a drugstore cowboy. Ever see that movie? It's a good one.

Anonymous said...

It was kind of you to answer and not assume I'm a troll. Please be very, very careful with the fentanyl patches so that Lissa never gets the notion to experiment with them. Wiki reports a single dose is enough to kill an "opiate naive" person
... i.e, someone with no built-up tolerance. Tramadol is a controlled substance now, btw. It shouldn't be, it's really so mild, but it is.

Dirty Disher said...

Lissa is a Chiari kid, she despises all meds and would NEVER touch any of them after what she's been through. All my meds are locked up, but, not because of her. Toddler grandkids and Guntown drug thiefs.

Dirty Disher said...

Hey, pick a name, okay?

Anonymous said...

I find it so degrading when you refer to her as a Chiari kid. How about a child who has Chiari.

And for every idiot guardian who says their kid would never touch drugs???? You are SO ignorant, like your mother.

The state frowns upon drug addicts.

Anonymous said...

Tia is a drug dealer?!?!?!

Dirty Disher said...

She IS a Chiari kid and the state had been through my med cabinet. They are all legal and necessary. Fool.

I don't know that I'd call Tia a drug dealer, I reserve that title for smarter people. But, she does sell her own scrips. The ones she doesn't think she needs, that's why she's so fucking crazy. I had no idea she was on psych meds. But, she is and she needs to take them.

Dirty Disher said...

I can't even get Lis to take a baby asprin for cramps. I have to pay her after an hour of negotiation and tears. The kid will not take drugs.

Dirty Disher said...

Oh, and I forgot to add my stupid kidney stones to the list of ills. Seems I make them like a factory using child labor. About every 6 months, I make a huge one and a urologist has to remove it. Fun times with double cathaters. It's routine to me now, I call it a day off.

Anonymous said...

Yet.

Anonymous said...

And you should never give a child asprin. Google.
Thanks for this.

Tia is pissed you called her a drug dealer.

Anonymous said...

Yes Pat, it's called Ketum, and kratom. The stuff grown here is basically useless as it doesn't seem to have the same alkaloid levels as what's grown in Indonesia. It truly is a remarkable plant. I've seen it save lives and get many people off opiate based pharmaceuticals including methadone and heroin. You cannot OD on kratom. This is why the FDA hates it.

Dirty Disher said...

I don't care anymore that Tia is pissed. She should be scared of all the people she's burned.