Post by lizardonarock on Nov 25, 2024 20:10:13 GMT -5
Explained the young lady at the primary physician office that it is not my job to call my pharmacy and ask them what insulin they stock. I called Friday and told her my current insulin is no longer being made and to get my Doctor to prescribe whatever he thought would be best. Called this morning to follow-up as no prescription had been called in. Then she stepped on my last nerve and I calmly explained what her job was and why there are notes on my file to deal with my better half. Don't make me snap and lose it and do my imitation of the champ. After that I called my better half to call them and explain how this works. I have enough medical problems and enough doctors who do the thinking part for me and do my best to just remain quiet and stay out of trouble. No I cant walk and no I don't drive and no I don't deal with front office help and yes I have a good reason why and don't press your luck. End result was I got my new insulin prescribed. Whew, life is hard and even harder when you deal with retarded help. Well everyone lived to be another day older so lets call it a win. Peace and Love folks. 
