This is so upsetting. I hope it goes as well as it can.[DOUBLEPOST=1490320828,1490320516][/DOUBLEPOST]Pain med saga not over!I'm not doing illegal shit. I'm pretty much my wife's caretaker. I need to be present.
To me, the simple solution is for him to be gone, period, but obviously off the table.
We had another talk tonight and set up some ground rules on what's going on. Still not happy, but at least we're on something more like the same page.
He told me that he wrote me a prescription for three weeks. I see him in another two for my B12. I took one this morning and thought that there didn't look like very many in there so I counted. He didn't even give me enough to last the two weeks until I see him again much less the three he promised.
I called the pharmacist and I wasn't sure if I wanted to laugh or cry. She told me that my doctor is well known for not being able to do basic math and screws up a good 75% of his narcotic prescriptions because he can't do math. The computer calculates the others for him so he makes less errors on those.
FML.