Wow, oh wow. What you're about to hear is a true story. I made two trips to the ER the past two days, due to my blood pressure being extremely high. Usually between 163/118 -164/100, and with that came a very tight chest, nausea, sweats, the shakes, and labored breathing. It was so bad, that I actually had to call the ambulance out to my store to check me out because I truly thought I was having a heart attack. After the second visit, which was yesterday morning, I had someone take me to my primary care physician to get my meds regulated as the ER doctor just told me that having a severe adverse reaction to the Wellbutrin, for smoking cessation and anxiety, set in motion a panic attack of all panic attacks. So, naturally with my due-diligence that doesn't quit, I just had someone take me from the hospital to the doctor. I then was seen by a Nurse Practitioner, and handed her my discharge papers from the hospital, as to see what was going on the last two days and what the doctor was saying, so as to try and fix my meds accordingly, so that I can work and not feel like I'm literally dying. We have a plan, she tells me the plan, I go home and lay down, as ordered, and have another friend pick up my prescription. Well, he comes over with only one prescription and I do my research. Call the pharmacy, then the doctors office. I simply told them that they had forgotten one of my prescriptions and I would need it called in so that I could hopefully, for the first time in 4 days, feel like a normal human being again. I get put on hold as the After Hours Nurse calls my Doctor, and comes back in less than two minutes saying that they don't call-in controlled prescriptions and that Id have to call back in the morning. I then tried to explain that it's just a medicine she left off. That i was supposed to take it either tonight or tomorrow along with my new med, Lexipro. I asked her if she could have the doctor call me, and she said absolutely not. So, knowing j have to work again tomorrow, and now have NO meds I can take to help ease me through the adverse reaction I'm having to medicine that THeY put me on, I'm a little pisses. I tell the lady, this is horrible care, and why wasn't my prescription sent in the first place, when we had just discussed a plan. The Nurse kept saying the same thing over and over. I finally said, as pissed as I was, when do they open and I'll call tomorrow. Fast forward to about 20 minutes ago, when miss Mary Bell Vaughn calls me, personally. Starts off with saying so what's going on, because you gave my Nurse quite a scare, she almost called the police. Mind you, I'm literally still asleep and think I'm dreaming, so I said "huh", "oh, that's nonsense". I then explained to her that I was pissed, as I should have been, but I never once cursed or threatened anyone. She then goes on to say, I think I should refer you to a Psychiatrist, they'll better suit you. By this time I'm awake and wondering what in the actual fu** is this woman talking about. I just need my prescription called in so I can make it through each day without feeling like I'm having a heart attack. Would be nice, right? So, I then ask why they couldn't just call in the prescription. The owner of this physicians office herself says to me, "We just don't do benzo's or narcotics like that here", to which I replied, "what the hell is a benzo?" She then, after me trying to understand what was going on and where the hell this conversation had even come from, this being the first time I've EVER talked to this lady, goes on to tell me, "I think it'd be best if I sent you to a psychiatrist or another facility, we may not be the right fit for you and you might not be the right fit for us". Well, if you know me, you know what came next..I said, "Ma'am, I don't need a psychiatrist because I had an adverse reaction to a medicine that one of YOUR Nurse practitioner prescribed me without doing her homework, and also...you keep saying to me we don't prescribe those kinds of things...so, would you like to tell me why you've just assumed I'm a drug addict because I'm inquiring about a set of medicine that's to help me counter these adverse reactions?" No response. I told her I was getting irritated because all I'm trying to do is get my medicine. Instead, she calls me crazy, literally, and then labels me as a drug pusher. I'm absolutely...appalled. I have never been so blatantly mistreated and type-casted in the worst of ways. I have NEVER been an addict and NEVER even be in trouble for something remotely close to that. I don't suggest anyone use Vineville Internal Medicine, at all, ever again. God forbid you have one hell of an adverse reaction to something they prescribe you, and you try to get it rectified and you're called crazy and treated like
A drug addict. I mean, I'm seriously at a loss for words. read more