Okay, for those of you who are following my Thyroid Drama with baited breath (oh hush, you know you are), I have an update. Of sorts. I swear, this is like something out of a bad television drama or something. Kile called and left a stern voice mail today. Which brings the total of Stern Voice Mails left to something like 40 bazillion. And they never call back but today they did. Which… ?? Yeah, I have no idea.
So this is what she told me. They faxed the refill request approval or something of that sort (gal I spoke to has a thick accent so it was a little hard to understand) to the pharmacy on October 27. And she also said that they only got one faxed refill request from the pharmacy. Not the plethora that the pharmacy has told us that they sent. Which… ?? Meh.
The long and short of it is this: The doctor wants to see me before he will give me a new prescription. And I have to get my blood drawn (again) before he’ll see me. Because I’m SURE my TSH has improved from 116 in the last two months (I think it’s been almost that) without having had ANY medication. But hey, maybe it’ll have gotten worse. Anyone wanna take bets on what it is now? Think I can break 200? Come on, it’ll be FUN to guess!
So she has lab orders that I need to pick up at the office. Because things with our vehicles is always in a state of flux here and because I am loathe to leave the house with the two little ones, I asked if Kile could pick them up for me on his way home from work. She said no problem, as long as they have my permission. Which they do. Then I go get my blood drawn (I so love that part, let me tell you). Then I wait for results. And then, depending on the results (I’m gonna guess the results will = BAD JUJU, but no need to take my word for it), they’ll call me and make an appointment. And I’ll go in for said appointment and talk to the doctor. And then, GOD WILLING, I will get a prescription. And actual, physical prescription that I can take to an actual, physical pharmacy and then (dare I hope?) get actual, physical PILLS.
Okay, I can understand wanting to see me before doing up a new prescription because he wanted to see me in December for another blood draw ANYHOW (of course, this was going to assume I’d been taking pills all this time. WHICH I HAVE NOT.) But why not throw me a bone in the meantime and just refill the 100mcg pills? WHY WHY WHY?? OMG, my head hurts. Kill me now.
So there you have it. I am going to conceivably get some medication sometime this month. First, I have about a gazillion hoops to jump through which makes me SO HAPPY and will be SO EASY what with the whole “vehicle flux” and small children thing we’ve got going but WHATEVER. We’ll figure it out. At this point, I just want some freakin’ pills before I lapse into a coma or something (I totally fell asleep on the couch this morning for 20 minutes without really intending to take a nap) (sorry, kids).
Cross your fingers, ya’ll.