I know better
Dec. 14th, 2012 10:06 amI know I should have checked over EVERYTHING about every prescription I was given. I should have done more than just read the fact sheets the pharmacy gave me about them. I should have waited until my usual pharmacist was working to pick them up, because she would have caught it well before I was sitting here last night trying to sort my way through the half set gelatine fog that has been my brain for the past few days trying to remember when I last took my "as needed" anti-nausea medication. And I REALLY should have done it the moment I started getting the feeling that my medical oncologist didn't actually know what Chiari was when she told me that I got dizzy all the time because I was tired.
I know better and I didn't do it anyway.
So, for anyone else that may, at some point, decide to take complete leave of their senses and do what I did, I would like to just leave this friendly reminder to TRIPLE CHECK EVERYTHING. You know, so you too don't end up sitting before your computer with a pharmacology database open, blinking back and forth between your screen and the fact sheets you got from the pharmacy and saying "Oh my fuck! I am going to strangle that old bitty before she even gets a chance to retire at the end of the month!"
My medical oncologist prescribed me an anti-psychotic.
It can also be used, and is apparently quite effective, to prevent nausea, except, if for some reason, something else is going on, like your spinal fluid doesn't circulate properly and the medication just kind of sits there, overdosing your brain and causing more nausea ... you know, like what happens when you have Chiari Malformation.
I think I can manage to not strangle my medical oncologist before she retires at the end of the month. I did not take the "as needed" pill last night, for which she should probably be very grateful. I can almost think clearly this morning and thus a homicidal rage does not sound like quite such a fun idea today. We will be having words though, and the first words will probably be, "If you haven't thought of it before now, I would suggest you start thinking that today would be a really good day to make your last day, because if I have to see you again, knowing you didn't read a damn thing any other doctor wrote for you to read and didn't even bother to look up what Chiari Malformation is you will no longer have that nifty retirement fund you are planning to use. I will have it when the medical board finds out about your extreme negligence."
I would probably not even be that harsh with her, the woman is beyond old, except I know, for certain she has letters from my GP, Neurologist AND Neurosurgeon that all, in varying ways and worded much more politely, say "Do not fuck with this patients brain chemistry! EVER!"
I know better and I didn't do it anyway.
So, for anyone else that may, at some point, decide to take complete leave of their senses and do what I did, I would like to just leave this friendly reminder to TRIPLE CHECK EVERYTHING. You know, so you too don't end up sitting before your computer with a pharmacology database open, blinking back and forth between your screen and the fact sheets you got from the pharmacy and saying "Oh my fuck! I am going to strangle that old bitty before she even gets a chance to retire at the end of the month!"
My medical oncologist prescribed me an anti-psychotic.
It can also be used, and is apparently quite effective, to prevent nausea, except, if for some reason, something else is going on, like your spinal fluid doesn't circulate properly and the medication just kind of sits there, overdosing your brain and causing more nausea ... you know, like what happens when you have Chiari Malformation.
I think I can manage to not strangle my medical oncologist before she retires at the end of the month. I did not take the "as needed" pill last night, for which she should probably be very grateful. I can almost think clearly this morning and thus a homicidal rage does not sound like quite such a fun idea today. We will be having words though, and the first words will probably be, "If you haven't thought of it before now, I would suggest you start thinking that today would be a really good day to make your last day, because if I have to see you again, knowing you didn't read a damn thing any other doctor wrote for you to read and didn't even bother to look up what Chiari Malformation is you will no longer have that nifty retirement fund you are planning to use. I will have it when the medical board finds out about your extreme negligence."
I would probably not even be that harsh with her, the woman is beyond old, except I know, for certain she has letters from my GP, Neurologist AND Neurosurgeon that all, in varying ways and worded much more politely, say "Do not fuck with this patients brain chemistry! EVER!"