Sometimes I wish drugs were as easy to come by here as they were in Tanzania. There you just walk into a Chemist...tell em' what you want. And bango. You leave with the stuff.
Here on the other hand...
I feel like I'm constantly banging my head against a wall. Made of pharmacist.
(every time you read the word pharmacist...appropriately colored Devil's red...please mentally add a dripping with sarcasm intonation for the full effect!)
Like the convo I just had regarding Trevor's Topomax. Much similar to previous convos I had regarding ACTH...Zonegran...Banzel...yada yada... I was really hoping to start tonight cause we're awfully low on Vigabatrin. But the pharmacist...all knowing that she is...won't fill the script without clarifying Dr. Neuro's orders.
Which are to split a 25 mg sprinkle capsule in half. For starters. And slowly titer up.
The pharmacist says it's impossible.
lady...when your kid's having 100s of seizures a day...you wouldn't believe what's possible!
Well...I need to clarify with Dr. Neuro
Cause I'm an idiot. Right?!
And suddenly I'm fighting the urge (for the umpteenth time) to thaw that leftover vial of ACTH (that Dr. Neuro really needs to donate for me already before I cave) and go for a 3rd round instead!
I'll show you whats possible!
I mean...can't just one stinkin' thing be easy?!?!?!
Is that too much to ask?!?!?!