SMDH! Seriously, if there ever was a need for that “smack my head emoji” it was for me. Today. Soooooo, here’s the story……..Stay tuned, it has a happy, funny ending!
As with many, I take meds for depression — nothing serious, but I’ve gone with and without and definitely prefer my mood and how I feel “with.” They’re managed by a local psychiatrist — I really like her and her staff, but they’re a bit casual with timelines and organization. Not usually a problem for me (I’m evolving, people, and trying to really tame the Type A that’s usually burning inside of me). So I’m almost out of my prescription – I call and tell the pharmacy I need a refill; unfortunately, they need to get permission from the doc. No worries! I have over a week left.
A week goes by and I’ve heard nothing. I plan on calling them today to check on it – the pharmacy beats me to it and leaves a detailed message that they’ve called a few times and not gotten a response from the doc. I call the doc and leave a message to find out what the deal is. No prob!
Coincidentally, today I also have a visit with the doc who is supervising my treatment for Alcohol Use Disorder. Don’t freak out…. I’ve tried AA and several other things that weren’t really helping me and then ran across The Sinclair Method for treatment. That deserves it’s own post and will be coming, For now, I just let you know this for background. The Sinclair Method utilizes a medication that requires a prescription, so my Sinclair doc calls it in.
I arrive at the Pharmacy (recall that I now live in a small town) and am greeted by name. The cute woman pharmacist is super nice, as is the tech. We chat about the issue with the depression meds doc and I say that I’m sure it’s the docs office that has the issue and that I’ve no doubt that cute pharmacist has really tried to get this refill before leaving the message today. I then (deciding to be ultra sarcastic) say something along the lines of “ I don’t know what the big deal is with the delay — it’s not like I’m asking for a refill of herion or something,” HaHaHaHa. Uh, turns out the joke’s on me.
See, when I got home, I read the pharmacy sheet for the new med used with The Sinclair Method — and in the first paragraph it specifically calls out the med being used for treatment of opiate addiction. Let me say this again: OPIATE addiction, as in herion….. I’ll let that just sit there a moment…
So now I’m fairly certain cute pharmacist thinks I have an opiate problem (and a macabre sense of humor). I’m the funny face of the opiate epidemic, I’m sure. But I’m actually not – maybe the too much mommy wine epidemic, sure, but whatever…Just truly a smack my damn head moment!
So whenever you think that someone’s Facebook or Instagram or holiday letter just reeks of perfectness, just y’all remember. We all have our own crap — weakness, stupidity, silliness and whatever. I actually got a laugh out of mine, even with the smack on my head.
P.S. If you do want more info right now about The Sinclair Method for treatment of Alcohol Use Disorder, check out this link: https://www.cthreefoundation.org. I also recommend the documentary One Little Pill.