today has been a BAD day.
i ran out of tablets,idiot me did'nt check the number i was given and trusted ther were 52 as my GP had said there would be. in fact only 28 were given.
so yesterday i phoned my surgery,receptionist say's i can speak to the GP until today so i waited,today my lovely GP phones and says she will fax a prescripion over to boot's intown so i only havet to make one trip out.
i get there and no prescription is waiting,they phone my GP,and the recepionist wont put them through,the receptionist speaks to me and proceeds to grill me on WHY i need extra tablets,why am i on them anyway,what it says in my notes etc etc, all in the middle of bloody boots! in front of my DC.
add to this i havent taken any meds for 2 days now,and i have a thing about talking on the phone (i hate it) - i burst into tears. i cryed all the way home,obviously bumping into everybody i know.
i get home and summon my corage to make yet another phone call,i BEG the receptionist to let me speak to my GP,she wont let me.
she tells me there was most likely a mistake at the pharmacy,or else i have taken too many
i ask what the hell i am supposed to do,she doesnt know,and suggests phoning the pharmacy.
i cant i cant i cant.
i know it's stupid. i cant stop crying.
i was having a bad week anyway,i dont think the tablets are really working anymore anyway,my DP is fed up with it,he thought was getting better and now im worse than ever,i just want to curl up and disappear.