May 28th, 2008


Second update

Saw Mark Pruitt, the Nurse Practitioner, this morning. Have two new scrips, neither for Lamictal. One is for Remeron, which is another SSRI but targets a different receptor than Prozac. The other is for Klonopin as needed, since I've had a couple of anxiety attacks since this depression hit.

I'm supposed to start the Remeron in conjunction with the Prozac until I'm stabilized, then come off the Prozac. Have follow-up appointment with Nancy Davis next week, and Mark Pruitt in three weeks.

Oh, and another good thing from yesterday

I've been wanting to try Burger King's new Loaded Steakhouse burger, but have been avoiding BK because they were not only (a) not signing onto a contract to pay a nearly-living wage* to some of the workers who provide their product, but also (b) attempting to get other fast-foodies who'd already agreed to the new contract to withdraw from it.

However, yesterday they signed on, and so I stopped in. I ordered, and the cashier got a slightly funny look on her face. My first thought was that they were out of some vital component and people had been hassling her, so I asked. "You're looking at me funny," I said, smiling, "is something wrong?"

"Do you remember R, who used to work at the lawyer's office?"

"Why, yes, I do. . . "

"I'm her daughter J. I thought I recognized you, and then I saw your nametag, and knew it had to be you." (I wear my IAAP nametag every day, since a previous chapter president suggested it as a way to increase visibility.)

I haven't seen R in more than 15 years. She'd moved out of state and we'd lost touch. So I gave J my card and asked her to pass it on. I hope to hear from R soon!

ETA *From what I've been able to determine, a picker can fill about 120-130 buckets in a typical workday. An additional penny per bucket translates to approximately $2,500 a year.