Posts by Brandon Newman95

loneraven153 said:I need a brain MRI using an MS protocol,
can anyone recommend a good clinic?
Like, maybe one of these places—Nemetova, Medikol, or maybe some local diagnostic center?

Even though I’m seeing this way too late, maybe it’ll help someone else out.
The clinic at Unknown was my go-to.

mistyjackal842 said:If you can afford it, just go private—maybe try somewhere like the Mayo Clinic—and then see if you can file for reimbursement, assuming they’ll even bother to pay you back. Not really related to the main point here, though. I was at Mount Sinai Hospital yesterday with my dad for an exam. It was packed, probably because of that hospital strike everyone's talking about; I'm not even sure if it's still going on. But honestly, the folks at Mount Sinai actually do their jobs—they aren't striking, at least—and they were a huge help to him. We're sticking with them. Just putting it out there for anyone who needs to know. My advice? Always get a second opinion and trust your gut when it comes to treatment. Even as a layman, I feel like I know more than people think. It just breaks my heart that I couldn't save my mother's life... she was denied therapy at Mount Sinai during a strike, and she lost her life because of it. I'm still waiting on the final word, but things are moving forward, and I really hope the people responsible for my mom's tragic death are held accountable.

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Back to the actual topic: not everyone has the cash to just go private whenever they want.
And besides, those doctors over at Mount Sinai? They're all connected, whether it's through private practice or the public system.

The people posting here are looking for advice, peace of mind, or whatever else helps them support their family members and deal with these damn diseases.

Anyway, regarding this thread, I think Angela Wright is right about the internal referrals and day hospitals, and that goes for the other hospitals too.

mistyjackal842 said:I guess I don't quite understand why you're so obsessed with him, unless your main goal is just to label him as some kind of severe mental patient. Honestly, what would any of this actually achieve for him? If he’s working, he could literally lose his job over this whole situation. Look, if you can't stand who he hangs out with, maybe it's better if you just distance yourself instead of hovering—just let him live his life. You can't really know if he's about to have a breakdown or not. And even if he did, how exactly would you help? Just hand him three different prescriptions right this second and expect everything to magically fix itself? Maybe the reason he's acting out is because someone in his social circle is provoking him. I mean, I don't think you've even considered that possibility.

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Because the guy—meaning Kevin Nguyen3—is actually trying to help. Who said anything about labeling him mentally ill? There are plenty of people out there working through depression, bipolar disorder, or schizophrenia and still finishing college without any issues at all.
And why on earth would he need three different kinds of medication?
Look, the man just wants advice. My advice? Tell him the truth. I've been burned way too many times by playing games or trying to sugarcoat things.

Kevin Nguyen3 said:So, what we have here is a person whose behavior swings wildly from pure euphoria to intense guilt and remorse. But—and this is the crucial part—he does it in such a way that anyone caught off guard would never even dream of linking his illness to his actions. Does that make sense?
Furthermore, he is constantly searching for someone else to blame, yet somehow, he never views himself as the source of the problem. How can one be so blind?
He grants himself the liberty to say whatever crosses his mind, choosing his words with zero regard for the person listening. He simply doesn't care about the consequences. Not one bit.
And another thing... he's completely indifferent to whether or not he preserves a friendship.
Being his friend carries weight only as long as his own interests are being served. The moment he steps away from his own idealized version of friendship, that person becomes entirely disposable to him. Is that not chilling?
Every suggestion, every piece of advice, every helpful recommendation is met with nothing but condescension, because in his own mind, he is above it all—a sort of superman... yet, the cold reality remains that he cannot control even the most mundane things in life.
It is a heavy, tangled mess of a situation.
No matter how I look at it, there is no right way out.

Exactly. He might be grateful later, or you might find yourself cut off entirely—it's tough to call.
If it were me, I’d just say it and take the risk of losing contact. It’s a hard call to make, but I'm all for being honest and giving sincere advice.
Playing nice and being "sweetie-pie" isn't going to get you anywhere.

Kevin Nguyen3 said:🤔

I had intended to start a thread, but I decided against it. If you happen to see a new topic appearing under my name, please believe me when I say it wasn't me. 🤣
Anyway... I am currently in contact with someone dealing with a very specific psychological disorder.
It looks something like this—a cocktail of schizoaffective disorder and paranoid schizophrenia.
The catch? The illness hasn't been identified, nor is any kind of diagnosis even being considered; in fact, bringing up such a thing is completely off the table. Not even a conversation about it.
There are persecutory delusions, delusions of grandeur, or perhaps a combination of both, often punctuated by bouts of extreme aggression—truly violent outbursts.
And then there are those irrational ideas stemming from the aforementioned issues (essentially projecting one's own perceived importance onto society).
What is fascinating is that their intelligence remains intact, as does their affect and speech patterns.
Regarding the schizoaffective aspect, I can't quite pin down anything extraordinary, aside from perhaps some disorganized thinking or paranoia bleeding into delusional thoughts.
No hallucinations. Mood swings? Hmm... I suspect they exist, though I cannot say for certain.
The issue is that the phases of depression and euphoria don't alternate in the typical way; it isn't bipolar.

All of this is, admittedly, in a very early stage, yet the framework of the entire situation is starting to take shape.
I see what is happening, but I remain silent. I have absolutely no intention of trying to convince anyone that exactly what I am describing is taking place.
What should be done?
Do I simply turn away and let time eventually confirm the illness, or do I speak up and risk a total severance of our connection?
It is simple, really... I just don't know what to do.

If I were you, I'd speak up and risk the fallout. Because if you don't warn them, you'll end up wondering why you stayed silent later. Sure, telling them might blow up the relationship, but then again, maybe someone will thank you down the road for being honest. It's your call.

mistyjackal842 said:I didn't ask for a transfer to the Infectious disease hospital because, honestly, I had no idea at the time that they couldn't even identify or manage sepsis over at Vinogradska Hospital. And frankly, where I choose to go isn't any of your business. Besides, Canada isn't exactly a long trip away, so I know I'll be welcome there. Plus, I have my European health insurance card ready to go. The way they treated my mom at Vinogradska was just... it was inhuman, really, mostly because they're dealing with that strike. That's just the truth. I find all your little excuses to be incredibly mundane.

A lot of American doctors work in Canada, and even further afield. 😉 You mentioned your dad is a doctor himself—well, there are tons of medical congresses and seminars where doctors meet up and swap stories.
The catch? They all know each other.
People are trying to give you well-meaning advice here. My advice? Listen to them, and listen to the mods and admins too.
I don't know exactly where, but somewhere on this subforum, for those exact reasons, I almost got hit with a defamation claim. I'll try to dig that post up for you. After that, both I and my family members dealt with nothing but headaches, and since how that turned out, I'm strictly keeping those details to private messages rather than posting them publicly.

If your dad is a doctor, and you're insisting that's how it went down... look, my parents aren't doctors, but I'd move heaven and earth for them just to get a loved one moved to a place where I actually think they'd be better off.
You say your father couldn't influence things, but he could have. He's a doctor.

Kimberly Ward said:Look, I know you lost your mom, and I totally get why you're pissed off—my heart goes out to you, truly. But honestly, right in the middle of this strike, I ended up stuck at the local hospital—you know, the one everyone calls "The Infection Ward." They didn't even run half the tests they usually do. I spent a solid two hours just sitting there waiting (not that I'm surprised, I'm used to the wait), and they didn't even bother with blood work or urine samples. They did a quick check because they weren't sure if it was an allergy or some infection, but that was basically it. No labs, nothing.
Of course, this all went down over the weekend. Things actually went smoother when I finally saw my GP on Monday, though it probably would’ve been better if I’d just gone to the urgent care clinic instead.
Also, a colleague of mine was at Petrov's earlier, trying to drop something off—not sure what, maybe a referral or a prescription—and he had to wait an entire hour just to hand over a single piece of paper because they were moving at a snail's pace this morning.
I'm not making excuses for them, believe me, because I've dealt with the mess caused by this strike firsthand, but if it isn't a life-or-death emergency, just go to the urgent care centers.

And to add to that: even with the strike going on, I still got admitted and processed.

melloworca6 said:
You won't get a strike for this (even though honestly, you deserve one since both the admin and I asked you via PM to stop doing this), but I have to tell you, this is really uncalled for.

We let you post about your case everywhere, even when it was totally off-topic and had nothing to do with the thread. We didn't delete your posts or warn you until recently. Mistyjackal842, I am truly sorry for what you are going through, but you aren't the only one who has lost someone due to someone else's negligence. What would this forum look like if we allowed everyone to post their personal stories everywhere, regardless of whether it fits the topic or not?

As mods, our job is to maintain the hygiene of this forum. Given the state of this place, we actually show a lot of tolerance and allow way more than what's typically permitted elsewhere. Accusing people who are doctors—who spend their free time giving free advice and explaining things better than some actual doctors—of covering up for whoever is responsible for a death is a very, very low blow.
To surprise you, not all the mods in the Health section are medical professionals (some of us have nothing to do with medicine), and I have to tell you that this ban on dragging Vinogradska topics isn't just a decision by the doctor-mods; it's a decision by all the Health mods, the super-mods in charge of Health, and the admin.

That warning about being sued for libel was good-natured advice from the admin (and btw, leaking private messages is against forum rules and carries a fairly long ban, just so you know how much we mods are fed up with you). You won't believe it, but we've had cases where lawyers contacted the owner asking for IP addresses to sue people for defamation. Do you actually have evidence for everything you're saying? Setting aside the fact that I believe you, do you have evidence that would hold up in a court of law? If not, then thank God someone warned you. You never know who reads this forum or who might take offense at what you're doing and decide to sue you. You even mentioned certain doctors from Vinogradska by name; what's stopping them from filing a lawsuit against you? 🤷

I know you're going through it, but let's take a breather here. We’ve tried being patient and keeping things civil, but honestly, from here on out, we're deleting posts like this—and if it doesn't stop, we'll start handing out bans. And don't think this just applies to the Health section; this goes for the entire forum.

Also, please don't reply to this post right here. If you want to argue about it, we can talk in this thread: Messages, complaints, comments

I fully stand behind this post. I've seen this happen on this forum before—you can be sued for defamation, and then suddenly it's "oh, poor you." Everyone thinks this forum is anonymous, but it's not. Like melloworca6 said, it's possible to track down URLs and IP addresses, and that's not even the issue. The issue is that once you start filing lawsuits and all that, you won't be welcome in any hospital in the city of Washington, D.C., or anywhere else, or even abroad.
You say you see your future abroad, but don't think it's all sunshine and rainbows over there. Medical services cost a fortune, and they have waiting lists too. Just ask people living in the US how much gallbladder surgery costs. Have you ever wondered why Italians come here during their vacations to get dental work done? Personally, my family members live in Scandinavia, and even there, you have to wait up to 6 months for allergy tests and specialist appointments. They have waiting lists too.

Look, I get that you're bitter, really I do. But you keep mentioning how you studied Latin and logic back in high school—well, I didn't. So instead of playing doctor, I actually go see them. At least over the last couple of years, I’ve dealt with exams and checkups at plenty of hospitals all over Washington, D.C. If you're so hung up on why you didn't just head to the infectious disease hospital, then why didn't you just sign the waiver to take responsibility for transferring your late mother from Vinogradska Hospital to the infectious disease hospital?
You could have done that under your own responsibility. Looking back through all your posts I've followed, you mention your mother had kidney issues before, but you never brought that up earlier. Your father is a doctor, so why didn't he just handle things the same way?

I know things are rough and losing your mom is an incredible pain, but let's be real here for a second. The admins and mods gave you fair warnings and were honestly just trying to help.
My advice? Just listen to them.

My heart really goes out to you, Lily.

mistyjackal842 said:I’m positive—and my mom’s primary care doctor agrees—that she would have made it if they had just moved her to the CDC immediately. She was in really bad shape and running a high fever. The staff at Mount Sinai knew she also had a urinary tract infection, but they just sat on it until Monday because they didn't feel like giving her antibiotics on a Sunday, and they told me there was plenty of time. If she’d been at the CDC, they would’ve jumped on it right away since they deal exclusively with infectious diseases; they actually know how to handle someone with a high fever and a bacterial infection. But at Mount Sinai, over in vascular surgery, all they knew how to do was lie shamelessly to a critically ill patient and mock them. I had to sit there and listen to it all while we waited for a transfer to hematology. Even once they got to hematology, they tried to do something, but even those people weren't sure what the move was. One of my mom's colleagues, a microbiologist, asked me if they had only given her Medtronic intravenously. So, either the therapy wasn't optimal because they clearly have no clue what they're doing, or they just don't have the experience.

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You say they would've known how to act, but would they really, considering they're on strike too? Everything is moving so slow, they're skipping half the tests and stuff. Look, I'm no microbiology expert, but these things always happen on the weekend. It's always the same: it's an illness, it's the weekend, and you're stuck with the residents on call who barely have any experience yet. You probably should have insisted on a transfer elsewhere under your own responsibility.
I get that this is tough for you, especially if you feel like your mom could have recovered after the surgery.
Everyone I work with who went for exams back in September or October says the same thing—you can tell they're striking. They skip tests, they're sluggish, the whole bit.
So, here's my advice: if it isn't a life-or-death emergency, go to the weekend urgent care clinic and wait until Monday when your regular doctor is back in office.

mistyjackal842 said:I went to the Community Health Center with my dad. They’re running things normally and they’re actually against the hospital doctors' strike. They were asking me how my mom could have passed away so suddenly, since she was recovering just fine during those first few days after surgery. When I told her doctor that Mom died from sepsis caused by two different bacteria, she couldn't believe they hadn't started antibiotics sooner—if they had, the sepsis wouldn't have even happened. Even the surgeons at Vinogradska Hospital knew Mom had a urinary infection from the catheter, but they didn't do a damn thing because it was Sunday and they "didn't feel like dealing with it." They basically told me to wait until Monday and stop being dramatic. Even my primary care doctor told me Mom should have been transferred to the Infectious Disease Clinic immediately. My own mother was a microbiologist; she spent her entire career working right across from the Infectious Disease Hospital. But in this age of modern antibiotics, letting sepsis develop at Vinogradska Hospital—leading to septic shock—is insane. My mom died fighting for every single breath. And the doctors there? They acted like it was totally normal. They just looked at me and said, "Well, stuff happens."

Look, I've always had decent luck at the Infectious Disease Hospital, but this time, it looks like they're on strike too. A colleague of mine is saying the exact same thing about the Mayo Clinic. Whether Mom would have fared any better at the Infectious Disease Hospital... I honestly don't know.
So, if you ask me, if something goes down over the weekend, go to whichever local Community Health Center is on duty; you'll probably have a better experience. If it isn't an emergency, just wait for a weekday and see your primary doctor. You'll be better off.
Just by pure chance, before this whole strike started, I found myself bouncing around different hospitals. The experiences vary wildly. Some are good, some are absolute nightmares.
Stay persistent. Fight for what's right. Let's just hope things get better for everyone once this strike is finally over.

mistyjackal842 said:Well, the Rib is way better than anything else anyway. Honestly, I wouldn't step foot in Vinogradska Hospital as long as I live. You've always got Merkur Basketball Club, Dubrava Basketball Club, or Holy Spirit. There’s way less striking going on at those places compared to Vinogradska, where people are basically dying because of the strikes.

Look, I know you lost your mom, and I totally get why you're pissed. I am truly sorry for your loss. But man, with this strike happening, I ended up stuck at the Fran Mihaljević Basketball Club—you know, that famous Infectious Disease Hospital. They didn't even do half the tests they usually run. I spent a solid two hours just waiting for an exam (not that I'm not used to waiting), and then they didn't even bother with blood or urine work. They did the exam, sure, just to figure out if it was an allergy or some kind of Infectious Disease, but no labs, nothing.
And yeah, of course, this all went down over the weekend. It actually went smoother when I finally saw my GP on Monday, though it probably would've been better if I’d just gone to the local Community Health Center on call.
Also, a buddy of mine was over at Petrov, carrying something—not sure what exactly—but he had to wait a whole hour just to hand over a single piece of paper (could've been a referral, a prescription, who knows?) because they move so slow in the morning.
I'm not trying to defend them, trust me, I've had my own share of headaches during this strike, but if it isn't a life-or-death emergency, just go to the on-call Community Health Centers.

I don't even know where to start with this one. Honestly, I'm just sitting here staring at my screen, trying to process the sheer absurdity of it all. It’s like, does anyone else feel like we're just living in some weird, glitchy simulation lately? Or is it just me? Probably just me. I'm probably losing my mind. Anyway, I was thinking about what Brandon Newman95 said earlier—and yeah, I'm looking right at that comment—and it just hits a nerve. It’s frustrating. You try to make sense of things, you try to follow the rules, and then someone comes along and just... flips the table. It's exhausting. I've been sitting here for twenty minutes just venting to my coffee, and honestly, the caffeine isn't even helping at this point. Everything feels so disjointed. Just... messy. kaže:
Look, sorry for crashing this thread like a total wrecking ball, but I honestly just need to vent about this nightmare experience I’m having with teachers. My youngest daughter just started high school, and the drama kicked off practically on day one of freshman year. The math teacher—who basically targeted her immediately because my husband used to be a homeroom teacher back in the day—didn't even bother being subtle. Her very first "welcome" speech? She basically told the class, "God knows who gets an A, maybe some of you get a B, the top students might scrape a C, and as for the rest of you... well, you'll get what you earn." Are you kidding me? Seriously? If you don't actually know how to teach the material, you're just a lost cause. It’s pathetic. And then, get this—she immediately sent my girl straight to her buddy for private tutoring. It’s such a blatant racket! They just pass students back and forth like they’re trading baseball cards. This woman is teaching math at the high school, while her little friend runs a tutoring gig over at the local vocational school. Any kid with half a brain is going to see exactly what kind of shady hustle is going on here.

So, I was reading about this kid, and honestly? It makes my blood boil. This teacher—this supposed educator—straight up told her halfway through the semester that she wasn't worth his attention. He basically told her she wasn't "worth his time." Are you kidding me? That is some absolute bottom-of-the-barrel, toxic behavior right there. And the kicker? She’s brilliant. Like, genuinely sharp. She’s got an incredible memory and used to sweep awards for her American literature presentations and stuff. But because this one teacher, along with the principal and a bunch of other faculty members, decided to be total bullies, the poor girl just completely shut down. By the start of 4th grade, she refused to even step foot in the school building. I mean, look at the pattern here. She was constantly having to retake math exams in 1st grade, then chemistry and physics in 2nd, then more chemistry in 3rd. It’s like the whole system was stacked against her. How can you expect a kid to succeed when the adults in charge are actively tearing them down instead of teaching them? It's pathetic. Truly pathetic.

So, I moved her to a different city—you know, with all that extra stress and anxiety involved—and honestly? I was just sitting there waiting for the year to finally wrap up. She was out traveling every single day. Just constant movement. 25 miles So, I headed down to the high school today when they started handing out report cards and those dreaded summer school notices. Right off the bat, the teachers were being grilled by parents asking, "Okay, which subjects does my kid need to retake?" And then this one teacher just stares at me—dead serious—and goes, "Ma'am, what is your problem?" Listen, she graduated with honors. Seriously. Honestly, it was a huge mistake not to hand her results privately, because the poor kid was totally traumatized. Her confidence was shot to pieces; she was shaking and terrified until she finally managed to chill out a bit. I was honestly in shock just looking at the grades. I mean, yeah, she didn't pull a perfect 4.0, but she had a 3.8. When the final SAT scores came in? Very good. She's doing fine, people need to back off.

Look, I’m telling you, back in elementary school, I was there every single week. I was constantly in those offices—talking to the principal, the guidance counselor, the teachers, whoever. I wasn't some little teacher's pet, either. They didn't raise me to kiss ass; they raised me to actually stand my ground and say what I thought. And because she wouldn't just play along and nod her head? It absolutely crushed her. She had this incredible talent for teaching, but since she refused to suck up, they put her on a blacklist. Just like that. Gone.

Listen, if you’re reading this, listen up: move your kid to a different school immediately. Seriously. If you wait, they’re going to develop such a massive inferiority complex that they’ll end up hating education altogether. They'll start acting out just to spite the system, refusing to study, and then you're stuck dealing with a nightmare of a situation at home. Save your child now. Don't make the same mistake I did. And don't even bother trying to "talk it out" with the administration or the faculty. It’s a waste of breath. Talking to teachers and the school elite gets you absolutely nowhere. It’s an old boys' club—they protect their own, and in their eyes, the teacher is always right, no matter how wrong they actually are. The fact that your kid feels worthless or that their classmates are mocking them? The school doesn't care. Nobody cares. I’m telling you, I lived through all of this myself. It was miserable, and honestly, looking back, it was just plain ugly. I won't even get into what my daughter went through or how she reacted because... look, things happened that were just too traumatic to even type out here. Switching her to a new school changed everything. It brought peace to her and to me. She ended up getting into an amazing university and she's doing great now. And those teachers from the old school? Every time we run into them in public, they can't even look us in the eye. They hang their heads. Just do it. Move them.

I’m signing off on this one. Seriously. I've lived it. It was back in elementary school—just those early years, grades 1 through 4. This teacher? She had her little "favorites." A handful of kids she absolutely adored because they were straight-A students. Fast forward to today, and those "golden children" have turned out to be absolute washouts. Meanwhile, a few of us who actually worked hard managed to pull through. I made it through college, though I'm currently grinding through my last two exams and my thesis after dealing with some major health issues over the last couple of years. But back then? In that classroom? Nobody noticed anything. They didn't see the struggles I had just trying to express myself or the issues with my handwriting—stuff that could have been fixed if anyone had actually cared. Instead, I just dealt with constant humiliation. It was brutal. Honestly, I only started finding my footing once I hit high school. That was my rebirth. But looking back at that elementary teacher... man, she used to tell me straight to my face that I wouldn't amount to anything. That I was useless. Total waste of space. My parents really messed up by not pulling me out of that class or transferring me to a different room sooner. They should've seen it.
Teachers just shouldn't be belittling kids. Kids are sensitive, period—especially when they're navigating that awkward transition from elementary school to middle school.
What she did was totally wrong. She should've pulled him aside after class to see if everything was okay or checked his file for any specific issues. But hey, teachers always end up looking out for their own.
The worst part was how she singled him out at the chalkboard. I mean, sure, we all had to answer questions at the front of the room or write on the board, but this was different.
The mom did the right thing stepping in, but honestly? Sometimes you have to let the kid learn how to stand up for themselves. He should've gone straight to the homeroom teacher or whatever. Learning to fight your own battles is a life skill he’s gonna need eventually.
She actually apologized in front of the whole class. If the roles were reversed and the kid had done that to her, he would've been in massive trouble. And for the record, don't think I'm some clueless kid; I'm juggling college and a full-time job.

Donna Torres5 said:I have a question. Actually, two questions. As most of you probably know by now, I’ve been managing OCD, and my daily medication regimen is pretty heavy—I'm taking six Anafranil, one Fevarin, and one Zyprexa every single day. That's eight pills total. Right now, things feel stable; the obsessions have subsided and everything feels relatively calm. I reached out to my psychiatrist to see if we could scale back the dosage, but she was genuinely surprised by the suggestion. Her reasoning was that since this specific dose is what achieved this level of stability, we should stick with it to maintain the progress.
So, I'm curious—have any of you had similar experiences with your doctors?

Also, does it make a difference that this is technically my second bout with OCD? It feels like it's become more of a chronic thing now.
What do you all think?

In my opinion, yeah, the fact that it's a second episode matters. You have to stay in that stable zone for a while first. Your psychiatrist is the one who decides when it's safe to go down, but honestly, everyone is different.
Like I mentioned before, once I started taking my exams, hit the gym, cleared all those hurdles, and finally started functioning normally at work, everything just fell into place on its own.
If I hadn't listened to all those "doom and gloom" types, recovery would've been way simpler and faster. 🙂 My whole story is buried somewhere in these old threads.

Paul Newman5 said:It’s not that easy. I'm nowhere near Washington, D.C., and if she's brushing me off now, I can only imagine how they'll treat me at the public hospital. Maybe she was just having a bad day. Besides, she's the only private practitioner in my area. But thanks for the advice. Tell me though—would you keep taking the meds or just stop?

My advice: just switch doctors. Or better yet, tell her you're paying her so she actually does her job and explains exactly what you should be expecting from an antidepressant. Look, everyone gets a bad day, but when you're dealing with a doctor-patient relationship, you need that level of professional distance. Plus, you need to know all the side effects—there are a ton of them.
Antidepressants usually take about two to four weeks to kick in. Taking Zoloft along with something like Ativan can cause major restlessness because Ativan is basically the same thing as Xanax. Mixing Xanax and Zoloft makes you walk around like a drunk. If I had been more persistent back then, I'd probably be feeling much better by now. Besides antidepressants, there are also mood stabilizers for people who don't respond to the standard stuff.
Give it a few more days, but if it doesn't work, go to the psychiatric ER in your city—you have the right to choose.

Jason Vaughn482 said:Honestly, I am the absolute worst kind of patient; I tend to treat my medical regimen like a series of suggestions rather than instructions, mostly because I harbor a deep-seated skepticism toward these pharmaceutical interventions. As it stands, I just took half of my 25 mg dose, and if I wake up tomorrow feeling like garbage, I’m simply done with it... personally, I find that Xanax is the only thing that actually provides me with any semblance of relief.

Stick with it for at least two weeks—if it doesn't work, demand something else. That's your right.

driftinggull21 said:Why would anyone have been paying for Lamictal anyway, considering it's just a generic?😕
I know the brand-name version required a co-pay, but it's a relief it's on the preferred list now since it's so frequently prescribed.🙂

Look, I don't know about the generic version, but with Lamictal, you used to have to pay more, but not anymore. Personally, I stick to the brand name. Works fine for me. Saved me some cash. It just goes to show how many people are actually using it.🙂

So, just a heads-up for anyone on Lamictal... apparently, they aren't covering it anymore. I was totally blindsided by that change.

brisktinker18 said:Vinogradski in Washington, D.C. 🙂

Vinogradski, Mayo Clinic.

Sandra Hernandez9 said:My doctor handed me a referral for neurology today due to some tremors—so I went ahead and called to schedule an appointment, and the receptionist sounded genuinely concerned, telling me to come in first thing tomorrow morning.
Now, here’s the catch: I have never stepped foot in a hospital, I’ve never even had a single injection in my life, and when it comes to doctors and medical jargon, I am a complete amateur. So, I’m curious—what exactly should I be expecting tomorrow? Because, quite frankly, I’m starting to panic a little. 🙈

First off, they’re gonna do a neurological exam—checking your nerves in your hands, knees, legs, all that. Then you'll probably have an EEG, maybe some more testing after that, and then likely a CT scan or an MRI. Don't sweat it too much. 🙂