In my experience, a day that starts with a doctors visit is rarely great. But the outcome of my trip on Friday set me up for a cracking last day at work before the Bank Holiday weekend.
I had spoken to my consultant a few weeks ago about the possibility of being able to get a longer prescription – starting with two months and hopefully building up to three. He said I needed to sort it out with my GP and that he couldn’t help.
I hadn’t realised that I’m already on a two monthly prescription for all of my medications except the immunosuppressant and I expected a tough sell for that. Especially as I had been made to go for a blood test by the same doctor the week before.
It wasn’t the battle that I was expecting; that might have had something to do with being the lovely drs first patient of the day. She was initially reluctant, but when I promised to do six weekly blood tests, she agreed. I’ll just need to remember to it now, thank goodness for calendar reminders, or the prescription will go back to one month.