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I got to sleep for nine glorious hours last night, thanks to having my follow-up neurologist appointment this morning. I woke up at eight, took my time getting dressed, nuzzled the kitty. I went downstairs to the living room at nine, ten minutes before I had to walk to the bus stop. At which point, Danny came downstairs. We decided it would be easier to have him drop me off at the Metro. I was able to catch the bus shortly after that, got to the building which houses both my doctor and my neurologist, and waited in the waiting room.
For some reason, I have noticed, this particular doctor always seems to have me waiting at least half an hour from the time of my appointment to the time he actually calls me in. The appointment was at 10:30. I got there with enough time to eat breakfast at the deli, and ride the elevator and pay my copay and sit comfortably and crack open a magazine. And I waited and waited, just like last time. I wanted to be at work by 1:30 and still have time for lunch. It was just after 11:00 when he called my name.
We sat down in his office and I showed him my detailed seizure diary chronicling the end of January until now. He was very pleased. We spoke a bit about exactly what my seizures feel like, the simple and the complex, and we talked about the drug. I told him that I liked the 150 mg twice a day, so I'd like to get a prescription for an even 300 mg, once a day, at night. He gave me a prescription plus sample bottles.
And that amuses me -- sample bottles. I have three little bottles. Each bottle contains six pills. This will last over two weeks. The last time, I had six bottles to last me a month. It was ridiculous, having all these bottles with so little amounts of pills. So I had just poured all the pills into one bottle. I'd still had room. This is what I am doing with these samples now.
Tonight, I take the last of the 150. Then, tomorrow night I start on the 300. I will fill the actual prescription either today or tomorrow.
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And that is all there is.
This is my life now.
There we go.
For some reason, I have noticed, this particular doctor always seems to have me waiting at least half an hour from the time of my appointment to the time he actually calls me in. The appointment was at 10:30. I got there with enough time to eat breakfast at the deli, and ride the elevator and pay my copay and sit comfortably and crack open a magazine. And I waited and waited, just like last time. I wanted to be at work by 1:30 and still have time for lunch. It was just after 11:00 when he called my name.
We sat down in his office and I showed him my detailed seizure diary chronicling the end of January until now. He was very pleased. We spoke a bit about exactly what my seizures feel like, the simple and the complex, and we talked about the drug. I told him that I liked the 150 mg twice a day, so I'd like to get a prescription for an even 300 mg, once a day, at night. He gave me a prescription plus sample bottles.
And that amuses me -- sample bottles. I have three little bottles. Each bottle contains six pills. This will last over two weeks. The last time, I had six bottles to last me a month. It was ridiculous, having all these bottles with so little amounts of pills. So I had just poured all the pills into one bottle. I'd still had room. This is what I am doing with these samples now.
Tonight, I take the last of the 150. Then, tomorrow night I start on the 300. I will fill the actual prescription either today or tomorrow.
( Read more... )
And that is all there is.
This is my life now.
There we go.
