I have had a bad week.
On Sunday I was told my job is in jeopardy (which is kind of B.S. since I have family medical leave)
Monday my tooth that needed to be pulled started to really hurt so that sucked.
Yesterday my doctor told me she wants me on short term disability because my migraines are so bad.
Today I had my appointment with my dentist who decided I needed three teeth pulled. The tooth in question as well as one that I had a shitty root canal done on by another dentist and my wisdom tooth (all of which happen to be in a neat little row)
So, dental surgery out of no where.
After TWO hours of that. because the root canal'd tooth has a root that is curved and very difficult to remove. I was three teeth down.
It's 5pm when I was done with the teeth extraction fun. I take my prescription to the pharmacy. Where they tell me:
1. Dumbass D.D.S. wrote for a medication that is no longer made and
2 he wrote a controlled substance on the same form as a regular prescription.
Now the medication that is no longer made contained Demerol. Demerol is a class 2 controlled substance. In other words it's the highest class narcotic you can legally get. This brings me to issue two. you have to write a class two controlled substance on it's own form. That's the law in every state and something everyone who works with prescriptions "should" know (i am a certified pharmacy tech plus i work for a prescription benefits manager.)
So I'm at the pharmacy and I don't have a prescription for pain medications because the dentist is closed. I had to call the after hours line. The chick at the answering service doesn't seem to understand or really care that I just had THREE teeth pulled and the Novocaine is wearing off.
This frustrates me. And since this has been the worst week ever my frustration level is at an 11. My response to any extreme emotion it to cry. So I call my mother who looses it. She drives to the pharmacy to check on me. Calls the after hours number for the dentist office and yelled at the girl.
I have now have to wait for the on call dentist to call me back. When he does he seems to be inconvenienced by my need for a pain medication that actually exists. He talks to the pharmacist (anyway) and gives me a enough medication for tonight.
I have to call the dentist office tomorrow and have them call me in something real maybe just Demerol so I can sleep the next two days.
Now what I haven't mentioned is that yesterday I was in a lot of pain from the tooth that needed to be pulled. Because of the pain and the fact that I had to work I called the dentists office (just to be clear this is a national dental network). I was seen there before in May. However, the dentist I saw was no at this location. Since I had not seen any of the dentist that are at the location they wouldn't write me in a prescription. But I could come in and wait to see if there was an opening for me to see one of them (but by the way they where very busy so they couldn't promise anything). I can't do this because job in jeopardy. This pissed my mom off yesterday.
The whole thing today (coupled with the $523 i had to put on her credit card for the services) has pissed her off so she's at an 11 at the dentist so she will be giving them hell tomorrow.
I need good vibes.
