I have a GIANT BOOK the drs have added to over the years, and the page I have read off of was a summary from October before that darn doctor broke the law, I caught him, me and my PTSD or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Therapist turned him in..I would not need the faith and prayers for friday about getting this new doctor if I wouldnt of lost mine...I will forever turn a blind eye to the things I see that are majorly wrong so I dont get shafted..
You do whats right and you suffer I have learned...So when it comes to doctors, I get this one to keep me on the regimine that works and keeps me functionable, I will never turn him in , no matter what he does...
See, in these papers it gives me so much praise from this doctor I had, and I had finally found the right medicine course and therapy course...it all got trashed when I found out a 22 yr old kid was paying him 1000 cash every 2 weeks for 600 dilaudids a onth and 2 bottles of liquid methadone... I only found out when the kid was parked beside me one day in the parking lot and I caught him shooting up..he is from the same town Im from, so I knew who he was ahead of time, I could not believe it was my doctor that was his dealer..I had known he was a junkie ..no medical issues, and then he was selling and would run out and knock on peoples doors, even the elderly..this is a small town , of anyone who has a handicapped placard and give some big story on how he was hurt , in pain, and just needed a painpill...everytime he came here I pretended to know nothing and offer him dollar store ibuprofen, he would get mad and storm off saying I know you, you b**ch, you have pain pain pills..
so anyway, I screwed up by thinking I was doing the right thing, and now the disabled person suffers and the kid rides by on his 4 wheeler , with a case of beer, chops wood, moves furniture, sits on his dads porch, with his 3 year old son - a case of beer - and his arm tied off with an ace bandage as his wife heats up the spoon so they can get their fixes..
I even turned them into the cops..
They live high and mighty..and very HIGH..while I suffer in physical, permanent pain wondering if I will get my treatment I am to have or not..I even have a court order to stay on my meds ( long story ) or I lose my daughter because I can not physically do what I do, or sit and make my art...well, enough pity...
I just ask for your prayers so I can be back to normal, I have a temporary amopunt of my regular meds for 13 more days...Im not asking for anymore than I need or an supposed to have, even though sometimes I have extra pain that is uncontrolled..Im not a junkie and I am tired of getting that lable because of losers like the one that I foolishly turned in and lost my doctor because the doctor has continued doing what he is doing and my therapist turned the doc into the medical board and the kid told the doctor it was me..He let me go for "inconsistencies"..thats the excuse, and he says my contract was at will and it was his will to release me as a patient