MediSUCK

As each and every day passes, I learn to despise this country more. Today I visited the doctors - not once; twice. The first doctor wouldn't give me the script I needed - a medication for a legitimate and very serious injury, the medication being OxyNorm (the fast-acting version of OxyContin). I then saw reception and asked for an appointment with another doctor and managed to get one an hour later. Saw that doctor, and same thing, he wouldn't prescribe the OxyNorm.

I argued my case - that I am not some junky and they both made me feel that way; I can't see my regular GP because she is away until the end of the month... SHE WORKS AT THE SAME CLINIC TOO SO THEY KNOW I'M TELLING THE TRUTH!!! I have a file, like all patients, saying what drugs I am on, what my medical diagnosis is et-cetera. Nothing.

As I walked out of the clinic, extremely pissed off, all kinds of things were running through my head, all to do with the OxyNorm. What am I to do? I can't go until the end of the month to get it! Perhaps I can hold up a pharmacy with a blood-filled syringe? No, I really don't want to do that... it only happened a few weeks ago, and I don't want the legal shit to put up with. Throw a spastic and get admitted to Nolan House, the psychiatric-wing of Albury Base Hospital? No, too much effort... there is plenty to be desired at that hospital. Unless you have visible indications of hurting yourself, it is far too hard to get in there... not to mention I hate the place, but at least I would have OxyNorm for the duration of my stay.

I even went to the hospital the other night in pain - I could barely move - the ambulance picked me up and wheeled me into A&E... then what? They made me sit in the waiting room! I asked the triage nurse when I would be seen SEVERAL times, also saying that my pain was getting worse, but still nothing... in the end they offered me paracetamol and then sent me on my way... WITH A CANULAR STILL IN MY ARM! I do still have it and plan to use it against them...

I hate this medical system... People such as myself have genuine medical conditions, yet they still treat you like some common street junky. Wrong.

Anyways, more on all this later I suppose as I am in the library, they close in twenty-minutes, and I need to catch the bus home! Last one is about 5pm I think...