2003-05-07 - 7:48 a.m.
Late in April I spent a week without the Pill, largely because I hate dealing with Walgreen's. Plus I figured that no sex means no pregnant Kaetchen, no big deal.
Wrong. I started back on Sunday; same pills as the past year and a half. But that one extra week without them means I'm going through all the body adjustments again. Upset tummy, nausea - you name it, it's here. Yippee. All of this to lead off single life? It almost makes me want to go back to UltraThins.
The first time I tried the Pill was in college, and whatever was prescribed should have been called "Will Cause Head Banging and Much Crying in Bathroom Stalls". It was horrible. I may have even broken up with the guy I was on the stupid things for; damned if I remember. Luckily the symptoms went away when I stopped the med. But it was a long while before I was willing to try them again.
When J and I started up, he kept trying to talk me into it. (For reasons better not discussed here.) I fought him a few months, then caved and found the wonderment that is Loestrin Fe/120. I love this stuff. Once I'm over the first week or two, it's great. No weight gain, no bitchiness, no extra-painful cramps. Sign me up for a lifetime supply. And everybody please donate to Planned Parenthood for helping me find this stuff. They're still the best ob/gyn care I've ever had.
But I swear that my new doctor's in collusion with Walgreen's. She/they refuse to give our more than a one month pack at a time. WTF? Even Kaiser gives you three months. So each and every month I have to go fight with the morons at the Broadway Walgreens. You'd think this would be easy; call in the prescription reorder. Pick up a day or two later.
You'd be very, very wrong. These fuckers have screwed up in every possible way. Wrong prescription. Wrong patient. Wrong co-pay. And the topper: Wrong patient, wrong insurance AND wrong pills. Sweet Mary.
Excuse a very nauseated Kaetchen now while she tries to find something to eat. It won't work, but I've gotta try. At least there's no way I'm pregnant.
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