Well, you knew I had me a fancy rental car, it was a 2008 Toyota Corolla, it took me half an hour to figure out how to turn the frickin lights on in the Publix parking lot. Apparently all the new cars have the light turner on-er on the steering column, not a button to push to the left of the steering wheel like all the other cars I have driven. Go figure. Last night some of the girls I work with went to Chili's for dinner and then to the movies to watch Marley and Me. Had a nice time. Went out to the car and when I turned it on there was a warning light on the dashboard. It was a fishbowl with an exclamation point. W-T-F, I didn't even realize the car came with a fish tank, J/K, I know that wasn't funny, sorry. I called the rental place in the morning and they told me it was the tire pressure light. Fishbowl=tire pressure? Wow, I'm in the dark when it comes to new cars. They told me to take it to one of their authorized repair shops and get it fixed, or trade it in for another one. I decided to trade it for another one. Why am I gonna spend my lunch hour getting their car fixed? This time I have a 2008 Mazda 3, which is much less fancy, and way more comfortable for me to drive. I drove to Punta Gorda to collect my belongings and get the tag off of my beloved 93 Buick Regal. I quickly left, because I felt it coming. I got in my rental and started to bawl my eyes out. That would be the last time I ever saw my car.
In creamer news, some bitch threw it out. Game on!
Brandon's med issue started when I went to refill his Invega. His Invega is "the medicine" that has given me back my boy. Invega is 408.79 a month without his insurance. I dropped of this script and then received an automated phone call to tell my they were not able to fill it at this time and to contact his insurance carrier. Called his insurance and was told that as of Jan 1 2009 they have decided to no longer cover Invega, they told me to give him Seroquel or Risperdal. He used to be on Risperdal, but one of the side effects was weight gain, he gained 14 pounds in about 2 months. That's why we went to the Invega. Don't know anything about Seroquel. It's not like he has a headache and the store no longer sells Tylenol, so he's got to take Motrin instead. Now this sucks big ol' donkey balls. Want to know what pisses me off the most? They never sent a letter or attempted to contact me letting me know this. I went to refill his script with him only having a few tablets left. Now what? If they sent me a letter in early December, than I would have had time to discuss a med change with his doctor, taper him off the Invega and add a new one, or eliminate it all together. I don't know about Invega, but most psych meds need to be taped or it can become dangerous. Guess I'll hit it up on the Google later. I put two calls into Nurse Karen, so I'll wait for her to guide me in the right direction.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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Seroquel is nasty stuff... I used to take it, it makes you a zombie. A fat zombie. It's a heavy duty anti-psychotic. I hope you can figure out the Invega, sometimes docs can get around that.
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