I don't often come on here to rant, but something happened this morning that has left me utterly speechless and absolutely fuming.
My back has been very painful for some weeks, and after a few phone consultations I caved yesterday and went to the GP. She was very nice, identified that my "fillet steak" muscles are in spasm, and prescribed me Diazepam to try and relax my muscles, 5mg for three days to begin with, and then reassess.
The pharmacy didn't have enough tablets, so have offered to drop them home today whilst my landlady is in.
Now, my landlady and I get along like a house on fire 95% of the time, but the 5% we don't she is an insufferable cow, to be honest. She is 61, and very much a force to be reckoned with.
This morning, just before work, I mentioned that the pharmacy would be dropping over the rest of my tablets, and she would need to tell them my name to get them. What I wasn't expecting was the following, said in a very aggressive/challenging manner:
"How much are they giving you!?"
(Only 5mg for three days)
"What other medications are you on?!"
"I find it VERY odd that they have given you something so strong when you haven't even mentioned you've had a 'bad back'"
(It's been bad for weeks, I've been chatting with the doctor)
"You're only young, you shouldn't be taking so many drugs"
"I find it very concerning, you need to watch it"
And then she simply walked out the house, leaving me in floods.
I'm 26, I take 600mg Gabapentin per day, just before bed. That is it. No painkillers, nothing. I ride my bike, I walk my dog, I do yoga. I work full time, I eat very healthily, I cook every evening. But mainly, I very rarely moan about what hurts on a day to day basis because that simply isn't me, I just get on with my life.
What have I done to deserve being spoken to like this?
I am upset, hurt, embarrassed and unsure how to tackle the situation when I get home later.