Adventures with Pharmacists, Lawyers, and the DMV

DaGoddess @ 10:44

Now that I’m no longer in imminent danger of bleeding cough syrup if poked with a sharp object, I decided that it was time to take care of business. I mean, I have enough of a voice back that I’m fairly easily understood over the phone again. And so my adventures began.

I called in refills for my meds for my back the other day and awoke yesterday (after three hours sleep) to a call from the pharmacy saying the refills had been denied because my doctor was no longer at that office. Well, we knew that, and we’d made plans for the physician’s assistant to handle the refills under whoever took over the spine patients. Aye, there’s the rub. No one has yet been hired to handle the spine patients and work comp won’t allow the P.A. (who has seen me hundreds of times) to write the scripts. Grrr. The bright point in all of this is that the pharmacist really likes me and is very sweet whenever we communicate. Heck, she gets damn near fawning when we meet face-to-face. At least there’s that.

This prompted me to call the attorney. He, of course, was in court. I waited patiently, or some reasonable facsimile thereof, and finally gave in six hours later and called him again. Well, he was in the office at that point, but with a client. I reiterated the urgency of my situation (a week’s worth of meds is nearing panic around here) and was assured the message would be relayed. Naturally, no call was forthcoming. Today? They’re not even in the office. And the only way I’ll be able to get in to see a doc without the attorney is to go to the emergency room, which really goes against everything I believe in when it comes to obtaining treatment. Yet, it’s how the game is played and very likely where I’ll end up within the next few days — just to get my RX written. Stupidity.

That, however, was nothing compared my fun at the DMV. There are three DMV offices in Las Vegas. They open at 8am. I got there this morning before 8 and ended up waiting almost an hour just standing in line, waiting to be told I didn’t have the one piece of paper I needed: my marriage certificate proving my transition from my birth name (because yes, I did have my birth certificate) and my social security card with the name I took after marriage. At that point, I think my head was ready to burst. Yesterday, I hadn’t even bothered when I saw the line; I simply turned and walked out. Today though, I was determined to get this done. Not quite. My marriage certificate is sitting in a lock box in storage in San Diego. The only solution was to call the ex and ask if he had a copy. He did. And we made arrangements for Little Dude to bring that paper with him on the plane on Sunday.

Yes, you read that right: LD will be flying in for Valentine’s Day! Hey, I get one of my Valentines with me this coming week and that ain’t bad. I wish Mojo could come, too, but that’s not happening. :( Oh well, we rejoice over what we do get, right?

Anyhow, now that I’ve already been beaten and battered for the day (long before I’m normally conscious), I think I’ve earned my nap.

Oh! Other good news! I won a prize at last night’s photography group meeting. It may prove to be very handy here soon. Wish it had been a flash unit, but it wasn’t and that’s on my to do list later today. After my nap, of course.

Hope your Friday/weekend is getting off to a better start than mine. Once I’ve slept, I’m sure I’ll be in a happier mood and ready to tackle some of the tasks on my ever-growing list.

Be good. And if you can’t be good, make sure you leave a comment and tell me you at least had fun.


  1. Be good? No. Be a Nana? Yep! I’m going to be a NANA!!!

    :nana: :yay: :nana: :yay: :nana: :yay: :nana:

    Comment by Omnibus Driver — 2010/02/12 @ 14:02

  2. Yay! So glad LD will be back in town for a visit! :nana:

    Comment by Pam — 2010/02/12 @ 15:25

  3. …and glad you’re feeling better, too! :yay:

    Comment by Pam — 2010/02/12 @ 15:26

  4. Well, I became a grandpa (again) last Saturday. :yay:

    And I’ve discovered I have to get my birth certificate to change over my drivers license, which I guess I’ll have to order from West Virginia, since it’s nowhere to be found. And get my wife to send me the car title so I can get tags and the Arkansas state troopers will quit eyeballing my Georgia plates.

    Don’t you hate it when you take so much OTC medicine that everything tastes like a cough drop or cough syrup for a week? :sick:

    And hope you spend a wonderful Valentine’s Day with your favorite Little Dude. :heart:

    Comment by diamond dave — 2010/02/12 @ 18:12

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