A couple of days ago I got a meds delivery, accompanied by – these days – a not unusual terse note from the prescribing GP (who is becoming a total pain in the butt, frankly). I’d love to go down there and dish out the bollocking he deserves, and I’m sure that’s what he’s hoping for, as he can then dump an expensive patient for “verbal violence”.
Among the meds I’d asked for was codeine linctus, and it was the one which generated the snotty note which said:-
“I’m not happy to give MORE strong opiates alongside high-dose morphine AND Tramadol.”
This struck me as perverse, not least because Continue reading
This morning, following on from yesterday’s medication cock-up – I wonder when my doctors will realise it’s their job to help me through this mess, not to further fuck up my life? – I was moved to tweet this (slightly modified for clarity as it’s now out of its timeline):-
Morning all… Hurting like a bastard with only a half-dose of Gabapentin (taken at 05.00), thanks to GP receptionist fuckwit.
Taken 60mg morphine at 08.00 but sustained release so Continue reading
Doc won’t give me Tramadol and morphine. Period. Says it’s too dangerous (Drugs.com database confirms the danger, flagged as Major, but I’d still be willing to take the risk – it’s a case of possible problems weighed against certain pain).
So we settled on morphine with a free rein for me to find Continue reading
I recently had what I tagged as a blackout – lumps and bruises and a dislocated finger, which I reduced quickly, from hitting the floor. And last night I had another with almost identical results, except for Continue reading