No, I am not concerned. I am a bit peeved he didn't talk to me and I get a phone call from some other doctors office saying he referred me to them for pain management. What pain? Sure, I have it, but I don't NEED the vicodin to where I want to go hunt it down. And the new doctor I got is in the same group as the old one so yes..I know they can read my charts. If they never give me another vicodin, I won't sweat it. I just don't like taking too many advils because it's an nsaid and can do a number on my liver.
There is more to why I chose to fire him and go with another doctor, but I don't wish to go into detail. Suffice it to say...it was more than him not talking to me about his concerns, where I could have explained to him I got confused on the RX and even told the pharamcist I wasn't sure if I had a rx waiting or not. I also don't know if the doctor ever even wrote down how many times he asked me if I needed more and I declined because I had enough to tide me over. I WAS getting 30 pills and refilling every two months...maybe a month and a half. Keep in mind this past few months have been a humbdinger for me, so my confusion should have triggered an AHA moment with him instead of jumping to conclusions.
Dog had first epileptic seizure just prior to my 60th birthday, last october. I got to watch her flop all over the floor, thinking she was dying. It was not pleasant to watch. It happened on a friday night and she seized all weekend until I could get her to the vet on monday.
A week after that, I found the lump in my breast. Yep. It was breast cancer. December 19th, I had a mastectomy. No, I took no pain pills. They knocked me out, cut off my left breast, filled me with noro something because when I came to, I felt it. Hard. That was not fun either. They pumped me so full..I didn't need pain meds for 2 days. Then they gave me tylenol and codiene...which I did not take. I took advils. I save the vicodins for night...about 11pm, so I can sleep if my joints are throbbing. Sometimes they do..sometimes they don't.
Then, in January, my Germ Riddled roommate brought home the swine flu and shared it with the whole house. So I was sick right after surgery. On top of that, my friend who came to live with me because she was homeless, bailed 7 days after my mastectomy...leaving me and hubby to deal with all this alone. Betrayal at it's worst. Adding extra UMPH to what sucked, I was in the throes of trying to stop smoking. Which I failed at.
So yeah...I got confused, made a mistake and my doctor ASSumed something instead of talking to ME. And I think that is why I was and am so angry.
Taking ONE vicodin a day for 3 or 4 days...or one every other day, is not addictive in my opinion. But to a doctor? Maybe it is. I haven't had a vicodin in a week. I don't need one. But, I was renewing my meds...high blood pressure pills, the tamoxifen, the thyroid pills...and I called in the vicodin as well..BY MISTAKE.
Anyway..I appreciate the input. I don't think I had a problem and won't miss them, as I stated earlier. I really wish I could stop taking my HBP pills too. Wouldn't that be lovely being pill free?