Medical Malfunction
As a prelude to this, a couple of quick facts:
Megan just came home... empty handed. I stared at her for a few moments, that sinking feeling hitting home. The first thing that came to mind was that there'd been a snafu at the doc's office and the script would be ready tomorrow. Which would suck badly but I'd survive.
No. It's far worse. My pair of defective patches weren't flukes. Jansen Pharmaceuticals has recalled ALL of the 50mcg patches due to defective backings (the first bad one) and pressure detonations (the second bad one). There's no word at all on when the 50mcg patches will again be available. The 25mcg's seem to be unaffected... but because it's a Federally controlled narcotic, the pharmacy can't provide /anything/ different... which means more through-hoop-jumping with the doc's office, and either a doubled 'script for the 25mcg's (estimated cost roughly $240), or an emergency unplanned step down in the dosage to a single 25...
Either way fucks me over... no money for the double, and terror that the 25's will be like tossing a bucket of water at the Sahara. I... am in less than optimal shape right now... withdrawal wall hit Saturday night, and I've not slept since. I'm hoping this post is readable... my proofreading says it's fine, but I know I'm seriously impaired at the moment. Any of you that are faith powered, toss a prayer out for me, would you? I... am going to just try and keep myself moving, so that the cramps don't leave me retching again.
- I'm out of my primary pain medication... there should have been enough to get me to Friday, but there wasn't.
- The reason for the shortfall is that two of the patches in the last box of five didn't work as advertised: one leaked all over my arm, leaving me INCREDIBLY stoned and eating into the skin on my right bicep, and the second one quite literally burst ten minutes after application.
- And emergency call in to the doc provided a prescription picked up today, that Megan went and got and tried to put in for me this afternoon.
- I'm already well into the withdrawal from what is in essence processed and strengthened heroin. Yes, I'm in that much pain. No, I'm not a junkie. Thank you for playing, and don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.
Megan just came home... empty handed. I stared at her for a few moments, that sinking feeling hitting home. The first thing that came to mind was that there'd been a snafu at the doc's office and the script would be ready tomorrow. Which would suck badly but I'd survive.
No. It's far worse. My pair of defective patches weren't flukes. Jansen Pharmaceuticals has recalled ALL of the 50mcg patches due to defective backings (the first bad one) and pressure detonations (the second bad one). There's no word at all on when the 50mcg patches will again be available. The 25mcg's seem to be unaffected... but because it's a Federally controlled narcotic, the pharmacy can't provide /anything/ different... which means more through-hoop-jumping with the doc's office, and either a doubled 'script for the 25mcg's (estimated cost roughly $240), or an emergency unplanned step down in the dosage to a single 25...
Either way fucks me over... no money for the double, and terror that the 25's will be like tossing a bucket of water at the Sahara. I... am in less than optimal shape right now... withdrawal wall hit Saturday night, and I've not slept since. I'm hoping this post is readable... my proofreading says it's fine, but I know I'm seriously impaired at the moment. Any of you that are faith powered, toss a prayer out for me, would you? I... am going to just try and keep myself moving, so that the cramps don't leave me retching again.