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I understand the Unites States requires every pharmacist to get a doctorate prior to becoming qualified. However, in Australia, it isn’t required. It is still an undergraduate degree, so we come out after only four years of studying, do a year’s internship, pass our registration exams and we’re done. Every year, we have to enough “points” every year to remain registered as a way to encourage our ongoing learning.

As I’m still in my third year of my degree at the wonderful University of Sydney, we are required to undertake externships, where we get sent to pharmacies for “workplace experience”. I undertook my externship at a medical centre in Sydney’s north.

As one would presume, the entire purpose of my presence there was to learn. The medical centre pharmacy was small enough for only one pharmacist and pharmacist assistant to run the store.

I was questioning the pharmacist present at the time of the several of the drugs people came in for. One of them was quetiapine- as one should know- an atypical antipsychotic.

“What class of antipsychotic is quetiapine?” I asked.

The pharmacist replied curtly, “I don’t know.”

At that time, the pharmacist assistant, who is also qualified, hospital nurse, commented that he should know coz he just passed his registration exams a few months ago.

So I continued to ask: “Why do antipsychotics cause suicidal thoughts at times?”

“I don’t know.”

 Do you fucking know anything?

Let’s try something else then. “Why do topical corticosteroids thin out the skin?”

“I don’t know.”

How much did you bribe the examiner to let you pass your registration exams?!

Ok, so I dropped that topic. So I asked about shingles. “I heard shingles is called herpes zoster, but it’s caused by the varicella virus. So does that mean herpes and varicella virus are the same?”

Again, “I don’t know.”

The pharmacist did not look at me the entire time, so I looked at the computer screen he was typing away at. He was on Wikipedia searching up shingles.

WIKIPEDIA.

SURELY, THERE ARE MORE RESPECTABLE & TRUSTWORTHY REFERENCES TO TURN TO? ALL OF THEM HAVE AN ELECTRONIC VERSION AVAILABLE. MEDSCAPE. AUSTRALIAN MEDICINES HANDBOOK. MIMS ONLINE. THERAPEUTIC GUIDELINES.

“I don’t know anything. Stop asking me questions.”

That’s exactly what I did. So for the rest of my externship that day, I didn’t ask any questions. This incompetent pharmacist went on to report me with an “attitude, and is not willing to learn”.

Oh wait, what? So did not see that one coming.

I have seen a variety of pharmacists in the professional field over the three years I’ve been studying and working in pharmacies. I’ve seen the best pharmacists who are able to treat palmoplantar  psoriasis and various skin conditions better than doctors can. I’ve also seen the negligent; one pharmacist gave out Nurofen Plus to a patient with an active peptic ulcer just because they requested it by brand.  Even with my incomplete education, I know that I should have offered an alternative, perhaps paracetamol [acetaminophen] for your headache?

The pharmacist I worked with during my externship rivals the worst pharmacists simply due to his knowledge gap. I don’t think customers realise it because all he does is assume the doctor has given all the instructions to the patient, so he doesn’t have to do it, and most customers are regulars so they’ve been on the medications for many years.

Being a young pharmacist isn’t an excuse for being ignorant. Pharmacists are the second most respected profession [second only to emergency workers] so don’t tarnish our reputation!

I was walking through the mall tonight, and there it was -- right in front of me. There was a very pretty college-aged girl standing there, wearing one of the t-shirts I created and sell. It was white, long-sleeved, and said on the front "Can't afford your copayment? ... Let me have 10 of your cigarettes." [It also showed 10 cartoon cigarettes scattered about] 

My face lit up like a kid a Christmas, although she wouldn't notice me in such a crowded place.

As she turned and walked away from me, I smiled when I saw:

Last year, for Christmas, a non-pharmacist friend bought me what he thought was the "perfect gift." He told me not to get him anything -- it was just a trinket that he found on the internet that I would enjoy. A few days after Christmas we met up for lunch and he handed me this mug. I smiled and thanked him cordially, but I didn't tell him the full truth. He bought me a mug I sold him...So, I got the mug AND a royalty fee...:-)

Of course, this now gives me the perfect opportunity to hock my stupid shirts, but I'm not going to waste it. I'm proud of some of them -- while some of them are complete crap. However, since it is very close to Christmas again, and I have noticed a recent upswing in sales. I'll share the main link to the page, the best of my gallery / highest sellers, and give you the opportunity to check them out...or not...whatever...

The Angriest Pharmacist Main StoreFront

Best Seller:   "Your doctor had one semester of pharmacology..."

Lady's Choice: "I married a pharmacist..."

TAestP's Personal Favorites: "Not good with Advice" - "Believe and Doubt" -
"Pharmacist: ALL things to ALL People ALL of the time!"

Recently sold 10 to University of the Pacific's Admissions Dept: "There are two people..."

Favorite of asshole men (like me): "I have a doctorate in pharmacy..."

Best selling inanimate object:  "Pharmacist Blend..."

Stupid Patient Excuses: "Believe me, I've heard it ALL..."

Toddler's Favorite: "Daddy sells drugs..." or "My dad sells Norco and Soma to losers..."

Fibromyalgian's Favorite: "Fibromyalgia..." and "Fatsomyalgia"

Most likely to be bought the The Angry Pharmacist: "Fuck off...I'm drinking" or "Alcohol"

Most likely to be bought by @PimpinPills: "It's the fanclub I can't stand..."
or "These don't fill the prescription..."

So, that was a little longer that I would've liked. I guess I'm just proud of my silly shit. Thanks for looking. Have a good one...

2. Had a very rotund person (never seen her before -- so not a regular) came in and ask me about getting a shingles vaccine as she did not want to catch it from any of her friends. I told her that it was in no way contagious. She goes on to say that 2 or 3 of her friends have it or have had it and that her doctor told her that "IT. WAS. CONTAGIOUS!" I told her that "I will back off my previous statement a very small bit -- If a person comes into contact with a shingles rash, for instance if they are covering the wounds and come into contact with the actual seeping wound, they could potentially catch CHICKENPOX if they had not previously had CHICKENPOX or the CHICKENPOX Vaccination. Shingles, meaning the form of chickenpox that comes back up later in life and causes serious pain, cannot be transmitted from on person to another." [Source: http://www.immunize.org/askexperts/experts_zos.asp] Her response was a steadfast, "Well, my doctor doesn't agree. He says you can get it from anyone that has shingles on their skin or has ever had it."

At this point, I once again took the position of not giving a fuck. Either listen to reason or go away. I told her, "If your doctor is telling you this, and he is serious, I think you need to get a new doctor. As I can print out several different papers and references in just a few minutes that would disprove that notion."

Her response was, nothing less than I expected, "Maybe I should get a new pharmacist..." I just sad, in a trailing voice but loud enough for her to full figure out what I PROBABLY said, "I think you should do that you stupid fat bitch..."     Believe me...she was being a standoffish, stupid, fat bitch.

3. Had a lady come to pick up a refill for, of course, Xanax. It was later in the night -- slowed down immensely. I was completely caught up and actually listening to the radio a bit. She came to the pickup window, I looked up her name and immediately saw that we had requested refills, and we had not heard back. She looks me right in the eye and says, "Is it in you box? I mean...can you check your box?...Is it in your box?"    I really wanted to say, "Why no, have you checked YOUR BOX? I'm sure we could hide a set of car keys in there!"  Instead, she goes into a long diatribe about how a 3 months ago she came to pick up her refill and we told her it wasn't called it...only to find out that after she drove "all the way to the doctor's office," [a gas-chugging 4-5 minutes away] "it was sitting on the counter as there was a problem with it." [The doctor faxed it back sans signature] So, I stand by the statement that the doctor hadn't really done his job! At that juncture, we had faxed them back for ANOTHER Auth. Today, I told her that our inBOX didn't receive prescriptions (just email). She asked me to check our voicemail BOX, and I told her I didn't need to as our number of VMs is displayed on screen [I had ZERO]. No other BOXes to check...cept yours, biggun'!

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"REFILL TOO SOON," GUYS. That means, in pharmacy lingo, your insurance will not pay for your prescription until the resubmit date. One late night at the pharmacy, which by the way is in the ghetto, a woman comes in to refill her son’s prescription. As I processed the prescription I explained to her that it is a REFILL TOO SOON and the insurance wouldn’t pay for the refill until tomorrow morning. She obviously wouldn’t accept that answer and went into a rant against me (a technician), the pharmacist working with me, and our drug store. As I recall it went something like this:

“My baby needs his medication! He is sick! He needs it NOW!!!!! You stupid white bitch you had better fill my prescription or im going to kick your ass! Her's too. That other bitch pharmacist! What you think yous better than me? I want it now! Ima get me suma that shit now and my momma gon' pay for it! Make it now! Get it ready, Bitch!”

I looked at her, looked at the pharmacist, and explained to the woman that if she would WAIT ONE MORE DAY [less than 18 hours, actually], the prescription wouldn’t have copay because this woman was on state assisted insurance.

I told her that the medication would be $45 and if she wanted it, she could pay for it, but that amount wouldn’t be refunded the next day. Her response, although not responsive to the information, went something like this:

“What you think I’m broke, bitch? I can’t pay for my babay's medicine? Fuck you ima just buy it ima just buy it you can’t tell me what to do, this my babay, THIS MY BABY AND HE NEEDS HIS MEDICINE NOW GET IT READY DUMB BITCH.”

You're not broke? Oh, okay. Then I guess you’re just one of those lazy folks who doesn’t work and just expects the government to pay for your prescriptions. I can safely assume you are probably on food stamps too? Welfare? You're yelling at me, and I am partially paying for your prescription by paying taxes? I have no choice but to have my tax dollars used to pay for “your babay's medicine,” and I have no choice but to abide by your every wish and want because 'the customer is always right,' right? So, I swallowed my insults, and I bottled my anger, and filled the prescription.

By this time, her mom (the "babay's" grandma) came to the counter and apologized profusely with the accurate explanation that woman was mentally retarded. MENTALLY RETARDED. And she has children? What the fuck. You can draw your own conclusions on that one. And by the way, after all that, she didn’t, or better yet, her mom didn’t buy the medication because she, having some sense about her, WANTED TO WAIT UNTIL THE NEXT DAY. By the way, the drug was for SEASONAL ALLERGIES. Not seizures, not juvenile diabetes, not horrible psoriasis, not dangerous asthma, not epi or glucagon. SEASONAL ALLERGIES. Couldn't wait 18 hours, and *I'm* the dumb bitch.

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Do you want to submit a guest post [since I don't post nearly enough]? Type it up and email it to me via the same contact page. Also, let me know if you want your name/email address shared publicly, what POLL question you would like to accompany it (if any), and anything else you think is important. Guest Posts will be edited for grammar and spelling. I may also add emphasis, clarification, funny links, or other silly stuff [I might remove inappropriate stuff as well]. I will NOT alter the content/message of your post.

"Prescription for Cal Ripkin. Zpak. No Refills. This is Dr. Johnson."

Luckily, I knew who Dr. Johnson was because he did not say his first name. I could just hear it in his voice that Mr. Ripkin called him at home or through the exchange acting as if he would absolutely die without a ZPAK STAT! And, rather than tell Mr. Ripkin to stop being a pussy and take a nap and some Tylenol, he just called in the prescription. Is antibiotic begging becoming some sort of weird variation of drug seeking?

Mr. Ripkin called me moments later and arrived mere minutes later. He needed that fucking ZPAK...

As I'm ringing him out, he doesn't ask about cough medicine. He doesn't ask about Advil or Tylenol. He doesn't ask me any REAL questions at all. He does hold out his hand and show me his palm. He's got a giant blister -- looks like it was from fighting a push mower without gloves.

"Will this ZPAK help with this blister?"

"I don't think it will. It's not super-red. It's definitely not infected. I wouldn't have torn it open -- maybe you could cover it with some super glue or Nu-skin to keep it from hurting."

"Oh. I kinda thought.....well....okay...thanks...."

So, let's recap here. Patient calls doctor for antibiotic. Doctor doesn't ask why, what for, or any questions. (It's for a blister, by the fucking way) Patient doesn't tell doctor what it's for. (It's for a blister, by the fucking way) Pharmacist fills it, patient comes to pick it up and pharmacist discovers patient wanted it for a blister, BY THE FUCKING WAY.

What a waste of time, money, resources, and my patience. This is one of the biggest examples of problems within our healthcare system -- WASTE and MISUSE OF ANTIBIOTICS. Super bug, anyone? This is how we are going to create it....

From: pat <d********y@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pain Contrtact
Title: Technician

Message Body:
Dear Sir,
it is with deep shame, and not a little fear, that I compose this message. I'm a woman in her late thirties, and I'm a Pharmacy Tech. I also suffer agonizing migraines. I have a PCP that I see, weekly, and I receive Rxs for #14, 40mg. Oxycontin, and #42, 20mg. Roxicodone, for BT pain. My visits are always EIGHT days apart, NOT seven. But, no matter how many times I explain the numbers to my M.D., she won't up the Script #. Tonight, I found a several months old Rx for "Percocet", 5/325, literally in a cookie jar. I KNEW it was wrong, as I have an Iron-Clad contract w/ my doc, but I did it anyway. I went to a NEW Phramacy, paid cash, and got the script. I feel like even lower dirt, b/c the RPh was SO nice and understanding; I felt like a heel misleading him. I have a question for you, sir: will this Rx show up on my profile at my reg. Pharmacy, since I didn't use my usual insurance?  I asked my DAd, who is an RPH, and couldn't get a straight answer (he refuses to touch, or even discuss my meds). If my doc finds out, she'll kick me out of her practice-- and narcotic meds are the ONLY thing that make life bearable for me right now. I KNOW I should have thought of that BEFORE I did this, but, now, I need a truthful answer from someone I truly respect. Am I in horrible trouble? I am SO SCARED.
Thank You, PAt

I get talked to like I'm a piece of shit all day. I'll be damned if I'm gonna come home and take e-shit from some nameless fuck over the internet (I do realize the hypocrisy of using the term 'nameless fuck' as I am one). But, what I mean is, people stumble upon this site and give me shit -- non-pharmacists, non-healthcare workers, nobodys.  I'm not that bad. I'm not a horrible person. Some of this is a joke. It's an act. It's a persona in some ways.

I do (or envision and reimagine) the things that you want to do but can't. A favorite comment from these nameless fucks is that I would/should be fired in their business for doing X or saying Y. Who are they to judge me or question what I do.

I can't fully express how much this pisses me off. Nor can I adequately express how some of these hatred and anger is misplaced. I'm not a bad guy. I'm not an unethical dick. 'You' just don't like THAT post.

Now, don't get me wrong -- I'm not deleting these comments because they person questions my judgment or doesn't like what I did. I can handle a dissenting opinion. That's not the issue. I would be FINE with that. But, I've yet to have a dissenting opinion posed in a professional manner worthy of being posts. For instance, in response to, "Unfortunately, this is  a true story" I got the following comment:

"This was written in a humorous way I’ll give you that.. Guy sure was stupid LOL!! I would fire you ASAP but I suspect you probably own or manage the pharmacy in the story, which is even more repulsive. You sir sicken me, and should be ashamed of your profession."

Now, do you see how that has no point? That serves no purpose other than to push me down (as well as the profession of pharmacy. Now, I can accept that this situation could have been handled a different way. But, unless you present a clear and concise rebuttal without resorting to belittling me or our pharmacy, I don't give a fuck what you have to say. Now, you don't have to be a kissass, but you can bring about a different POV without being a prick. Here's what you could say:

"While I agree that was frustrating, you handled it dead wrong. You're a pharmacist and obviously have some education. Not everyone in the world is a smart as you. Some people need things spelled out to them. Some people have learning disabilities. Did you ever things of that? Did you do what they taught you in school and ask him to show you how he will use the inhaler after you educated him? Oh, I forgot, you barely did educate him. This situation is nothing but a failure of a pharmacist to counsel a patient effectively.

See how that works? With a little cunning, you can tell me I'm wrong, pose your opinion, maybe even take a jab at me, have your comment posted, and not get permanently banned from my site WITHOUT BEING A SNIVELING PRICK. I'm not saying you can't swear. I'm not saying you can't question me or what I did. Just don't be a jerk. Don't attack me -- unless it is REALLY fucking funny and REALLY fucking good.

So, how do I remedy this? I thought about deleting all comments and blocking all future comments/discussion, but I value that input from fellow pharmacists and technicians. Instead, I've decided to require registration. That means that initial registration will require a name, verified email address, and maybe some other information as I see fit (such as an acceptance of terms of service). Then you can post comments on the site. After a certain number of approved comments, you will get the ability to post comments that skip my moderation -- after earning trust so to speak.

http://www.theangriestpharmacist.com/wp-login.php?action=register

We'll see how this goes for a while. Maybe a little bothersome registration will prevent assholes from doing what they do best.

Had a lady call me for a refill (on we'll say 3/19) on her (surprise) Norco 10/325 last week because she was (surprise) going out of town. It had been 9 days since we had refilled it. The prescription was for 50 tablets taken every 6 hours. I put it in as a 13 day supply. I told her that it would be "a few more days" before it could be filled. She, of course, did not agree with me. She tried to tell me that it was a 12-day supply and we, meaning my pharmacy, "always fill it three days early." Well, she's wrong...maybe two days early...on a 30 day supply...if the patient isn't a problem....

The fact that she argued with me about filling it early, about it being a 12 day supply versus a 13 day supply, and told me what MY pharmacy always does got me interested in her profile.

I booted up my trusted internet browser and navigated to my state's Prescription Drug Monitoring Program, plugged in her information, and I was quite shocked at what I found.

Date                        Drug                                       Qty/Days    Prescriber   Filled by:
3-14         Hydrocodone/APAP 10/325     90/30          J. Smith          CVS
3-14         Alprazolam 1mg                               90/30          J. Smith          CVS
3-10        Hydrocodone/APAP 7.5/325    50/13          B. Jones          MY PCY
3-10        Alprazolam 0.5mg                           30/10         B. Jones          MY PCY

And this shit continued for the last 3 months or so. Let me share the most SHOCKING piece of information -- there was another column titled "Payee" which will say Medicaid, Commercial, or CASH. Usually, we would expect this to say CASH at one pharmacy and COMMERCIAL or MEDICAID at the other when we encounter doctor shoppers. In this instance, THEY ALL SAID COMMERCIAL!!!

This lady was doctor shopping using her insurance card...from her benefits at work! WOW! I can only assume the insurance company didn't catch it because the strengths had different NDC -- maybe even different manufacturers? Not sure....

I called and confirmed all of this with my friend Remy at CVS, and we each canceled all of her refills. I then printed all of this out and faxed it to the physicians involved (and every pharmacy in town). I heard back from both offices very quickly -- and they were pissed. They canceled the refills (of course) and each fired her as a patient.

When she called back the next day, it was precious. She said, "Well, will it go through today? It's been 10 days and it's a 12 day supply."   I said, "No, it's still a 13 day supply, and it has come to our attention that you have been getting the same drugs in different strengths at CVS."

"That's just not true!"
"Oh, yes it is. And this has been going on for several months now."
"Well.......(long, awkward pause)......how do I fix this? I'm not sure I know what's going on...."
"Well.......yesterday, I fixed it by faxing this information to both doctors and every pharmacy in town. The doctors then called me back and canceled all remaining refills and wanted me to let you know you were released as a patient. Now, what they are going to do? I don't know. For your sake, I would hope they don't call the police because it appears crimes have been committed here..."
"Eck..." [Really odd sound she made here. I'd say it was the sound of disbelief.]
"If you really and truly have no idea what's going on, you need to call and talk to CVS and both of these doctors immediately...." [I said this in a really shitass tone]
"Okay. Thank you very much!" [Being nice...praying *I* don't call the police]

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"I was wondering, if I brought a list of my medicines up here, could you tell me how much each of them would cost?"

"Are you on file here? And do you have insurance?"

"I've never been here before, but I have Paid insurance."

"Well then, unfortunately, I cannot. Your best be would be to look on the back of your card and call the Member Services or Customer Service number listed there. They can tell you exactly how much each prescription will cost. All I can give you here is the cash price which doesn't do you any good when your insurance will foot the bill in most cases."

"I don't understand. Can't you just put it in the computer and see?"   [Gotta love that all-powerful, "computer" that does all and knows all!]

"That's not how it works. If I had valid prescriptions on file for each one, I certainly could just push a button or two and tell you, but you aren't on file here. So, I can't do anything to help you. If you'd rather bring me a stack of prescriptions I can get you prices then..."

"Well. That doesn't make any sense. I've got a list at home with all the prices on it. Why can't you just tell me what they cost? You're a pharmacist!"

"Wait. You have a list of all the medicines, what they cost, and you want ME to tell you what they cost? You want me to tell you what that list already says?"

"Noooo....well, not exactly. You see, at the last pharmacy I went to they gave me special prices on some medicines. Not the expensive ones. They ran those [the expensive ones] on my insurance, but there were some that were cheaper if they didn't use my insurance."

"Are you talking about the '$4 list' generics?"

"Yeah! That's it. How much are those here?

"Well, they are $4...we honor that program. Unfortunately, I don't have them all memorized, but if you bring in what you got, I can figure it all out."

"Well, I've got a list of the ones that are $4 at Wal-Mart at home. Don't you have that list?"

"Wait. You have the list of what your prescriptions cost on your insurance at home. You ALSO  have the list of ALL the $4 prescriptions at home. But, you want to bring me a list of your prescriptions. You want me to look at those two lists that you have at home in your possession and tell you what those lists, that you have in your possession, say. And you want me to compare those two numbers and tell you which is cheaper."

"Exactly. Which is cheaper HERE..."

"Really? ..........[Long Pause of disbelief].......... Sure...bring everything you have to me...I've got nothing better to do. I'll show you how to do one and we'll see if you can get it from there....If not, I'll get you a quote."

What he got from our conversation: That nice pharmacist will put my prescriptions in the computer and tell me what they cost if I bring him a list.

Now, this young lady didn't say that -- it was a variant that can be equally suspicious, "How much does this cost? Cash Price. I no longer have insurance." The fact someone says this isn't always suspicious, but the fact she said it twice (and awkwardly at that) did set off my bullshit detector. She told me that she wasn't on file -- luckily she was -- and lookie there....A MEDICAID CARD! I, of course, didn't tell her that I had this information.

I ran it, and low and behold, it rejects. I call up Medicaid to inquire about doses, quantities and where. They tell me a Norco 7.5/325 #90 (30 day supply) filled at a nearby CVS about 14 days ago. [The Medicaid agent gave me the Fraud Line and urged me to call. She also said that the new Rx could be filled in NINE DAYS based on carryover days, etc.] The Vicodin prescription was written 4 days ago. I called CVS, verified Name, birthday, medicaid ID number, and made sure it was picked up. Now, we have a problem.

I wrote her Medicaid ID number right next to her name (very big). I also wrote a note explaining the entire situation on the face of the full page prescription. When she came back to pick up the prescription, we had the following exchange:

[The most unfortunate thing here is that while the following is occurring, there is a 4 or 5 year old little girl stumbling around in front of the pharmacy munching on a cherry Dum-Dum I had given her...unable to comprehend the gravity of what was going on in front of her...the mistakes her mother was making before her eyes.]

"We have a bit of a problem here. We had you on file, and we happen to have your Medicaid Card and ID number on file. As we ran this it came back that it was a refill too soon and duplicate therapy."
"I don't have any insurance or medicaid. I didn't fill anything at CVS..."
"Stop lying to me. I called Medicaid and they told me that #90 Norco 7.5/325 tablets were filled at CVS 14 days ago. I called CVS and verified this information. They also checked the signature logs and found your name signed to the electronic pad. Now, if you genuinely have no idea how this prescription got filled or what is going on here, I can pursue this matter further. However, if you are lying to me, of which I have ZERO reason to believe you are telling the truth, this will end very badly for you."
"No Sir. That won't be necessary."
"I was told by Medicaid that you can fill that in 9 days. I wrote that date on the prescription along with a little note in case you decided to try and take it anywhere else. I've also notified the area hospitals, clinics, and pharmacies through our area 'doctor shopping fax tree.' I also have no choice but to call the Medicaid Fraud Line and notify them of this. I hope these measures prevent you from making any more attempts to acquire controlled medications. Up to this point, you haven't been caught. In the future, you will get caught, and what you are doing is a felony, and it's fraud. Now, for your young daughter's sake, I would hope you turn over a new leaf."
"I will. I promise. You don't have to worry about me ever again. You don't have to call anyone about me. I'm sorry. Thank you. Have a nice day...." [And she scampered off as quickly as possible with her daughter in tow.]

For what it's worth, I did not call any hospitals, doctors, or clinics, and we don't have a "doctor shopping fax tree" (but now that I invented the idea of it, it sounds like a great idea!). I also have no yet called the Medicaid Fraud Line because I was on hold for more than an hour (I left it on speaker), so I gave up and hung up. I said all that stuff in an attempt to scare a 23 year old girl back onto the straight and narrow path. Maybe it was too harsh. Maybe I was wrong in doing all of that. What do YOU think?