My doctor gave me some medication for anxiety aka Valium. When I say anxiety I thought she meant "calming down before stalking various individuals". I also thought she meant take it every day.
I took it everyday.
I saw her. I promptly told her I needed some more because I ran out. She asked how that is possible. I said I took it everyday. She said..."You were supposed to take it when you felt anxious". She quickly changed the subject.
I call a couple of days later for some refills...I mention my Valium. She says that it is a "controlled substance" and she doesn't think I need it anymore. I am quiet. I want my freakin' Valium. I never had Valium before, and now I want it back. I say..."I thought it was for anxiety. I never would have taken it every day if I KNEW I wasn't supposed to...
She is silent. She says " Yeah, but I don't think you need it. It is a controlled substance."
We are both silent. We have reached an impasse. She won. She has the power. She holds my fate and possible addiction.
I mumble "I guess it is your call" She responds "GREAT! See you next week."
Damn.
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