Reply #21: Yes, I had to

[BarenakedLady]

Would you like to hear all about my drama? No? Too bad.

We drove to RI on Friday morning from Western NY. It's about a 7 hour drive (with three kids, stops, etc). Got here about 7pm. All is well and good until it is bedtime and I go to take my anti-anxiety pills, that I could have SWORN I put in my pocketbook along with my Zoloft. NOT THERE. I forgot the damn things! By now it's like 11pm. I call the on-call doctor in NY. He could call in the Zoloft script, but the anxiety meds are a controlled substance so he can't. The pharmacies around here are all closed anyway so I say forget it (asshole, in my head, very condescending) He says call the office in the morning. Which I do. They claim they can't do anything for me and that I should go to a local urgent care center since going off this particular med cold turkey is a VERY VERY VERY BAD IDEA. No SHIT, as I'm shaking like a I'm going through DT's and my heart is racing. I'm crying. Considering driving the 7 hours back home because otherwise I'm not going to make it.

My mother suggests calling the family doctor (who treats everyone in our extended family and was my doctor before I moved away 13 years ago). This absolute angel of a man calls in both prescriptions for me. Enough to stay for my visit. I was crying with relief. It just goes to show you the difference between huge medical care centers with 5 satellite offices, and one general practitioner who know the whole family, all our histories, and without the 10 million answering services you have to go through to get the help you need. I owe that Dr. so much.

Anyway, so back on the subject I had to go to the pharmacy and another local store and got some stocking stuffers I had totally forgotten about. The place was a zoo. But by then, I was feeling like a normal person again, so it was all good.

:)