saitaina | Fucking insurance

For the past two weeks I've been on some anti-depressant that I've never heard of on my gyno's recomendation. And it was doing pretty damn spiffy. I wasn't manic (well, any more then I normally am with ADHD), and I wasn't flat lined.

But my doc called today to inform me that the insurance company is run by a bunch of complete morons and they wont' approve a script of the meds because 'we haven't tried x, y and z yet'.

So now I have to go off the meds that WORK and go onto a drug I've resisted taking for most of my life due to side effects (it has the possibility to increase every damn medical condition I have).

Seriously, this is fucked up beyond all reason. I get that there are 'steps' but it was fucking WORKING! Granted it had only been two weeks and that's not 'sufficiant data' (though I consider the fact I haven't wanted to slit my wrists in those two weeks pretty damn good data).

But now my reg doctor and the rest of the fucking medical community can GET OFF MY BACK! They got their wish, I'm doped up, joy.

Still not seeing a damn therapist (and mum's therapist can bite my ass if she wants to meet me in person. Last one I met in person tried to get me thrown out on my ass).

Still no word on the other issues, but I have a few weeks yet until that appointment. I'm trying desperately not to think about it.