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Posted: 03.04.2002 I'm suuuuuuper...thanks for asking
Well I'm back from the big review, seen here posing just now with the certificate Todd gave me four years ago after my last one. (Keep in mind I've been fighting strep and the flu for almost a week now please.)
As expected, this was yet another medical joke. They didn't ask anything of value and I have no clue how any kind of legitimate report can be written based on 15 minutes worth of questions like "were you ever sexually abused as a child?" I mean, c'mon -- what in the hell does that have to do with my MEDICAL history. (And no, I wasn't, thankyouverymuch.) But I digress... I had dozens of questions fired at me that were worded in every way possible to try and determine if I had ever been diagnosed with and/or treated for depression. Nope. Sorry to disappoint. Thank you, drive through.
One thing that made both of us very uncomfortable though: On the appointment form it tells you to bring all of your current medications with you. No big deal. I plopped them all in a bag and complied. However, when we got to the office and I checked in, the examiner came out and asked me if I'd remembered to bring them. When I said "yes", he asked to see them and I handed him the bag. THEN! The guy says, "Thanks. I'll be back in a minute..." (WITH MY DRUGS) and turns around and walks a good 50-yards down a hallway (WITHOUT ME) and closes the door to his office. Why am I freaking out here? Well because my doctor writes me prescriptions for narcotic painkillers in quantity 100. Not exactly something I want out of my sight, ya' know? Especially with some doctor picked out of some phonebook (again on the seedy side of town) that I know nothing about. Excuse me, but isn't that just a wee bit against the law? Would this bother you, because it sure did us! I've never had someone walk off with my medications and close the door before. They've always jotted down the names on the bottle in front of me. And since most of my bottles were close-to-full, I'd have no way of knowing if he swiped himself a few for a private party later. It's not like I had anything to hide. That's not the point. It's basically handing over strong narcotics to a total stranger with a lot of authority. Color me not happy. But that said, I survived. Now we just have to play the waiting game with the mailbox again...
One thing did make it all better though. We plopped down with dinner on the couch when we got back and flipped on Tech TV just in time to hear Chris casually spit out my URL on the air regarding my Schoolhouse Rock post. *insert cartoon image of Todd shaking his head back in forth* as in "did I just hear what I thought I did?" Too cool -- thanks Chris!
 yoiks, that is bloody scary. Hoping that aside from the mad med grabbing doctor, everything else went well. ¤ ¤ credit: munin | 03.04.02 at 07:12 PM | link- -this ¤ ¤ That is messed up! I'd have been freaking out also! ¤ ¤ credit: Julie | 03.04.02 at 09:20 PM | link--this ¤ ¤I'm sorry you're still battling strep and the flu. I hope you feel better soon! Okay, what's up with him walking off with your meds? That's weird. And totally unnecessary. -this ¤ ¤Um, walking off with your narcs was wrong and weird and a little bit scary. ¤ ¤ credit: Ashley | 03.04.02 at 10:10 PM | link--this ¤ ¤So glad to hear you're done with that! Yuck!! ¤ ¤ credit: Jennifer | 03.04.02 at 10:36 PM | link--this ¤ ¤Man, that sucks, but at least it's over. And, yes, it is definitely weird that he disappeared with your pills behind a closed door. ¤ ¤ credit: Kymberlie R. McGuire | 03.05.02 at 02:25 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
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