Friday, June 7, 2019

Kicking the Habit

Loyal Reader: Hey there, Mad Jack!  How are you?  It's almost 1:30 PM and you don't have a cocktail sitting next to the keyboard.  Are you sure you're feeling alright?

Well, since you asked... I don't sleep nights.  Stress and anxiety, probably self-induced, keep me awake. I tend to wake up once or twice every night, and when morning finally rolls around I'm too tired to get anything done, and too wide awake to sleep.

I've been treating this condition with Lorazepam, one to two milligrams.  This works well enough so that I can fall asleep and remain comatose until morning, when my cat Danté wakes me up - usually about sunrise.  Better living through chemistry, right?

Time passes, and early this week the little white pills ran out along with the refills on my prescription.  The office staff for my doctor tell me that the doctor won't refill the prescription unless I visit the office, which costs me $75 per visit.  Last time this happened the doctor told me that he could have done this over the phone, which makes a lot of sense when you think about it for a few minutes.  So, I've been calling his office once per day since last Monday (6/3/2019).  So far, he hasn't returned any of my phone calls, but that doesn't mean much as he may not be getting the messages.

The fly in the ointment here is Mount Carmel Medical Group.  This, by the way, is the very same Mount Carmel Medical Group that, up until very recently, employed Dr. William Husel, who has been indicted on 25 counts of murder via alleged Fentanyl overdose.  Dr. Husel pled not guilty and is out on bond.  Nice, huh?

The staff doesn't work for the doctor; they work for Mount Carmel Medical Group, and the Medical Group doesn't make any money off phone calls.  As of late this morning, I gather that the good doctor has promised to call me today for sure.  We'll see what happens.  Meantime, I'm probably suffering withdrawal symptoms (I feel like a worn out piece of outdoor carpet) and I'm not getting a full night's sleep.

So there you have it.  Aren't you glad you asked?


Ed Bonderenka said...

I've got a bottle of 20 of those on my headboard (ativan) to give my wife in the event of a seizure so bad she won't come out of it.
I am amazed that you are using them as a sleep aid.
I wasn't sleeping and my doctor gave me something "light".
It seems that the other night I slept through three police cars in my driveway and the cops knocking loud enough on the front door to wake a neighbor kid who told me about it the next day.
They wanted entry to my back yard to look for a break-in suspect.

Mad Jack said...

Ed: Love it. I've never heard of Nortriptyline, and now I'm not sure I want to. Three cop cars in your driveway, knocking loud enough to wake up the neighbors... have you tried sleeping through an airstrike?

Was your dog going nuts?

Well, at least the world didn't end.

Ed Bonderenka said...

I've spent 30 years sleeping with one eye open so to speak for fear of my wife having a seizure.
She is on a new med I insisted the doctor try and she is seizure free for a year.
I deserve a good nights sleep :)
I've never slept through an airstrike, but I once slept on Marine One.