I’ve a tendency to whine. I’ve matured over the years, and whine less, but, when I do, it’s a fine full-bodied, aged, whine! (I think I’ve complained about this before, but, it warrants additional complaining!)
Since I’ve been able to receive medical care, I’ve been seeing my physician every three months. And she has prescribed for me five medications. Of course, these need reauthorization by her every couple of months.
And there’s the rub.
It seems every month, my physician and my pharmacy cannot get it together. Some months it’s one scrip that need reauthorization, some months four or five. And it is as if the pharmacy speaks Tagalog and the doctor’s office Farsi, and never the twain shall meet.
EVERY MONTH I get to wrestle with the two of them telephonically, until the missing med is reauthorized. This most current event began last Thursday, when I called my prescription requests to the pharmacy. I was able to pick up all but one med on Monday. Still awaiting one permission. And two of the drugs I collected had needed reauthorization(!) WTF?
And, my doctor won’t authorize the 90 day prescriptions – guess she wants to keep closer tabs on me. I’m scheduled for another visit this month.
Two of the medications are blood pressure related. I wonder if I’d only need one, if someone simply did their job!
My previous doctor and pharmacy seemed to work in concert with one another. Of course, they were more expensive.
I’m still awaiting confirmation the scrip has been ordered. Sigh.
Update – after over an hour on the telephone with both the doctor’s office and the pharmacy, they told me they would transfer me to my doctor’s medical assistant (who was given the message yesterday) to get this resolved.
It went to her voice mail!!