It wasn't their fault, but one of my diabetes medications has been hung up at the pharmacy since last Thursday. Thank heaven I don't wait until the last day to get my medicine refilled.
This particular prescription had to be given refill approval by my endocrinologist. Somehow, some way, it got shuffled into a stack of papers on a nurse's desk. The pharmacy always faxes the authorization and then they fax it back. I had waited over the weekend to even think about picking it up and was surprised that it wasn't ready.
It was up to me to track it down and ask pretty please, because I'm almost out. They were very apologetic, but that sort of thing really stresses me out. It shouldn't, but it does. I've never skipped a dose and I don't want to find out what would happen if I did.
A few minutes ago, I confirmed with the pharmacy that my little renegade prescription is ready. Now, I can relax. My endocrinologist always makes the refills last a year. So, I'll be stress free on that for a while.
CW



