Gaining Patience

One of the most stressful things is dealing with pain medicines for mom.  They are regulated opioids and refills are difficult; they wont refill them early, either. And any time there is difficulty, she starts to panic.

So she changed doctors from pain management to a Neurosurgeon.  She is low on her Tramadol.  I called for them to send in the Rx, which they did.  But they sent it in for 100mg tabs instead of 50mg tabs, which Medicare won't cover.  

So I made another call to the docs office to see if they would resend a corrected script. They said they would.  But it was lunch hour, so I came back to her house to explain.  And she doesn't get it.

I've had to explain it three times (so far) and that I would head back over around 4pm to see if it was ready.  *sigh*   then I had to explain it all again.

This is becoming too much for me.  I'm stuck in the middle trying to jump through hoops.  Doctors office calls her and she tells me she has no idea why they called. Um, yeah, you answered?? Is this a case of blaming the messenger? Because I make the calls, when she doesn't like the answer she puts the blame on me?? 

Im not sure how much more patience I can gain.  I'm not sleeping, I feel sick when I eat and when I don't eat. 

I hate having my patience tested!