February 1, 2013

Then I die some more

So I have to drive up to Woodbridge on Valentine's Day, so that I can see my neurologist.

Because he doesn't want to refill my prescription until he sees me again.

And I've been in contact with his office off and on for the last 4 weeks trying to get this stupid medication sorted out, and I am BEYOND frustrated that I now have to go back in, because it's a freaking long drive, because I MOVED, and why couldn't they have figured this out the LAST hundred times I called?

And I can't get into a new neurologist for at least 4 months, so it's my only option. Which means that I still won't have meds for at least two more weeks. Which means that life will continue to suck, and I will slowly feel worse and worse for at least two more weeks. And then, am I going to have to restart with the started pack again? And build up my tolerance to the injections again? Which means I won't be back to my original meds for at least 6 weeks, provided everything goes well?

Not to mention that I have two other doctor appointments next week, so I basically am spending my grocery budget for the month on doctors appointments and gas for my car. UGH. UGH. UGH.

So that's my life right now. Excuse me while I go die on the couch some more.

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