Where did all of my effing doctors go?

So, how am I doing? Well, there’s a lot to try to fill in. I guess I’ll start with the now month-long battle to get my prescriptions.

You see, during open enrollment, I switched plans. I chose one that might cover care at a long-covid clinic, if I am able to try to get in to another, since my 1st try was a bust.

I just really didn’t foresee what a big deal it would be.

My prescriptions are on auto-refill. I got my notice that my blood thinner was ready. I went to pay for it to be delivered. The cost rang up as $500+. I contacted the pharmacy. They said my old insurance expired and that they didn’t have my new policy information.

I began to read them off my new insurance policy number. I suddenly realized that it was my old policy number. My insurance had mailed a copy of my old insurance card instead of my new one.

It was about a week or so odyssey to get my new policy number. I called back the pharmacy again. I told them my insurance number and they told me that they don’t carry my insurance.

So, I go to figure out which pharmacies do take my insurance. But, I can’t figure out where to look. So, I give up and decide to just sign up for their preferred pharmacy, which is a mail-order system.

So, I try to get my prescriptions transferred. But, I can’t figure out how. So, I called and discovered that they won’t do a straight transfer. They have to contact the doctors directly. So, I give them the names of my doctors and that’s how I discover that my neurologist is apparently no longer in the state.

So, I speak with my primary care physician and ask if she can prescribe my stimulants while I try to find a new neurologist. She agrees but warns me that the insurance may give me a hard time.

She wasn’t lying. They are giving me a hard time. In the meantime, I ran out of one of my stimulants and have spent a lot of this holiday weekend tired and confused. And then, the headache started. But, I will cycle back to that. Speaking of cycle, that started this week too.

Then, I received another message from the pharmacist. They can’t reach my hematologist. I’m not super surprised. I haven’t been able to reach him either and that led to the putting off of a pretty important surgery I needed to deal with the problems with my reproductive system. By the way, now my gynecologist is gone now too. So, I need to start the process over with a new gynecologist…once I find a new hematologist.

So, now I have to find a new gynecologist, hematologist, and neurologist. I also need an optometrist, dentist, and dermatologist too. And I honestly need them as soon as possible as well. But, that’s another story.

In the meantime, 1 of my 2 stimulants, my pain pills, and my muscle relaxers are finally on their way to me. But, I am still missing my blood thinner and my other stimulant.

Then, Friday, I started to develop a headache. I already didn’t feel well because my cycle causes me severe pain ever since covid. Plus, I didn’t have my stimulant. But by Friday night into Saturday, I also started to feel like someone was trying to squeeze my head in a vice and like my brain was boiling out of my head and no pain medicine seemed to help.

By Saturday afternoon, my headache hadn’t gone but was bearable. At this point, it still hasn’t gone but is manageable.

You can imagine how my myoclonus feels about all of this.

In the meantime, I also have several incredibly important tasks that simply must be handled as soon as possible and I am not sure when and how to accomplish them. And all in all, I would kill to have a personal assistant.

So to sum up, life’s been a bit tough lately.

Prayers appreciated.

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