I've gotten myself in a bind with my medications. It's my own dang fault and I should have known better. In the past my neuro has sent prescriptions by mail once when I haven't been able to get over there. I called last week telling them I simply can't drive that far (45 min one way). They called yesterday and told me that I had to go in today or they couldn't write them- she could no longer send them to me. Well, it's today or the end of the month- she's going on vacation- and I have no one to drive me!
I would bite the bullet and drive myself but my truck is breaking down and left me stranded the other day while getting groceries. So, I guess I'll start titering down and see where it leaves me. I have about a week and a half of full dose methadone left and, because of the mom fiasco, about 1/3 of a month supply of vicodin. It will be interesting to see if the methadone is doing anything at this point as I haven't gone up in doseage since I started taking it.
Let's just call it another adventure, shall we?