Jaime on the Rampage.

Ahhh...

Want to relax and slip into a nice calm state of awareness? Listen to Twilight Princess: Midna's Theme... Yessssssssss...

I needed this music playing in the background so I could write this post.

So. Six days ago I called Bassett to get another prescription for Ritalin. As I do every month. And much like every month, they forget to send it to me. So, much like every other month, I have to call them back when I have one pill left.

So. I call, July 6, 2011, and tell them I need another prescription. The person tells me they will take the message because I could be on hold with his office for a long time. I say "Sure, as long as you get the message to him.". They say "Yes ma'am!".

So. Today, I have two pills left. Before calling Bassett again and threatening someone's life with a dull knife, I go out to check the mail to make sure it didn't come.

Of course it didn't come yet.

I call Bassett. Tell them the whole story. I told her I called six days ago, but, I don't have the prescription yet. She says "Oh dear, I'm sorry about that. I don't see a message here, but I'll send out a five day emergency supply for you!". I say "Thank you. Please make sure that I'm sent my original prescription, please". They say "Yes ma'am". I tell her I also told the person before that I need to speak to my doctor because I've been having hallucinations again and it's affecting everything I do now. She says "OK!".

Okay. Peachy!

I get a call back about half an hour later. Colleen. The Bitch. The same bitch that forgets to send my prescription EVERY SINGLE FUCKING MONTH. Sorry. She says she doesn't understand the message, but she can't call in the prescription because it's a controlled substance. And she doesn't think the doctor will want to give me a five day emergency supply.

So. I get angry. I tell her I have TWO FUCKING PILLS LEFT so she has to do something. She says the doctor is not there (surprise, surprise) so she'll have to call me back maybe today, maybe tomorrow. EXCUSE ME, BITCH? I tell HER that she HAS to call me back since I HAVE NO FUCKING PILLS LEFT. She says she can't do anything more for me, and since I don't want to take them anymore, it doesn't matter anyways.

I get more angry and more bitchy. I say "I DIDN'T SAY I DON'T WANT TO TAKE THEM, I TOLD THEM THAT IT'S NOT WORKING ANYMORE, SO I EITHER WANT AN INCREASE IN THE DOSAGE OR TO STOP TAKING THEM, AND IF SO, HOW I GO ABOUT THAT SAFELY".

Bitch.

So she gives me the run around for ten minutes and I told her how it's going to be. (Go me, right?). Today is not the day to be fucking with me. Trust me.

I said "LOOK. I don't mean to come off like such a BITCH right now, but you have to do something. I can't just go off this medicine. I've spoken to three doctors that all say I cannot just quit cold turkey."

Bitch says "Well I don't know if that's true. Plus I don't have anything here that says you called before".

Oh. Oh no. You will wish you never said that to me whore....

So. I say "I can prove I called on the sixth, at 10:55 am, and I can PROVE that I call every single MONTH and you people FORGET about it every single MONTH."

SO. To make a long story short, I bitched her out for a good twenty minutes, she got mad, but in the end, I got what I wanted.

Twenty minutes later my doctor calls me. Tells me he will up my dosage, but does not want to go as high as the ADD dosage. So I have to call him if this does not work. If it doesn't work, he will put in an appeal so I can get Provigil through my insurance, since they said no before.

I like my doctor. I just wish his staff had five brain cells and a teaspoon of common sense. Because I can't take this anymore. I was shaking! But hey, bitching someone out feels damn good sometimes.

And. There is some kind of hacking software on my computer. Which is another reason I'm about to blow a hole through someone's head.

Know what's weird? I've had the feeling that someone was watching everything I do on my computer for quite a few months now. And now I verified it. Great. Geek Squad, get over here!

Okay everyone... now I am listening to Twilight Princess: Sacred Grove music. This is helping too.

I just want to put this in writing that I see things that aren't there now, so if I die, maybe they can do an autopsy and use this information!

I think either I'm going nuts, or, I may be headed for a relapse again. So wish me good luck, and I will write more tomorrow...

Love,

Jaime Lee