I wrote this yesterday, but couldn't post it due to internet problems.
I take lots of pills.
Expensive, chemotherapy pills.
Pills that have to be approved by my health fund.
My approval expired.
I did not know.
I was out of Tykerb (Lapatinib) pills for several days.
Tykerb is the drug we (read: the doctors) think crosses the blood brain barrier.
I could not even order the drugs until my approval was renewed.
I know they can not sell me the drugs before they are approved. But, for crying out loud, just order the damn drugs so that I CAN purchase them when they ARE approved.
No can do.
I got the approval.
I called the pharmacist, who ordered the pills.
After a few days, the pharmacist called to tell me I could pick up the pills.
Only one problem: the pharmacy only received 80 pills (approximately half of what I need). If I wait until the afternoon, they could have the rest of my pills delivered, and I could pick up all the pills at once.
In the afternoon, I called to confirm.
I spoke to a different pharmacist.
He told me: "There is a problem; you can only pick up 10 pills, enough for two days."
My prescription is for 150 pills. This morning I could have picked up at least 80 pills. Now, he is telling me that I can only pick up 10 pills?!?!?
I lost it.
I raised my voice.
I asked for his name.
I did not accept the situation.
The pharmacist asked if he could check something and call me back.
Hell, yeah. You check it out and then give me my freakin' pills!
He called back.
I could pick up 80 pills.
The additional pills had not arrived; I would still have to go back for the rest.
But not in two days.
The whole situation is absurd!
When logic and proportion, have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards,
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed Your Head"
-- Grace Slick, recorded by Jefferson Airplane (White Rabbit)
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
Turnabout is fair play
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