The thing about honesty is that it sometimes gets you nowhere. I no longer have a thyroid which makes me dependant on synthetic thyroid hormone drugs. I had a heck of a time getting a Dr. to prescribe them to me. After my thyroidectomy the surgeon wouldn’t prescribe any to me because he is used to a very tight schedule of surgery and 6 weeks later radioactive iodine therapy. But that doesn’t work for me because I’m breastfeeding an infant. And I can’t have radioactive iodine until my breasts are completely dry or I run a much higher risk of getting breast cancer. None of my appeals worked on the surgeon’s student Dr the day after my surgery, poor thing I think I almost brought her to tears I was so frustrated. So I had to wait patiently until someone from my Endo’s office called back. Dr.s are very busy people, and I can appreciate that because I have a hard time returning phone calls myself. But I wonder if I would be better at it if I were getting paid to return calls… Anyway, two weeks after my surgery my Endo finally sent me a prescription for cytomel, which is for some reason an inferior replacement hormone and only seemed to make thing slightly better. Three weeks after my surgery I saw the Nuclear Medicine Dr. and he finally gave me the prescription for synthroid that I was looking for. I noticed that the Nuclear Med. Dr. neglected to circle on the sheet how many refills I get and I thought at that brief moment, maybe I should just circle one…hmmm. I decided not to or forgot, but now I’m cursing my honesty because I have run out of my synthroid and am back in the run-around trying to get a Dr. to call in the Rx for me. I feel like some junkie trying to score narcotics the way people are carelessly blowing me off. The pharmacist assistant who I originally explained my situation to is extremely rude every time I call to check and see if the Dr. has called it in yet. And the Nuclear guy who I finally got in touch with after talking to three different assistants and 2 Dr.s in the department (someone connected me to the “reading room” where I guess they hang out) said he’d call it in later tonight and then said that I need a blood draw to make sure I’m at the right dose… except that I’m not on anything at the moment so I don’t know how helpful that will be… WTH?? I’m considering ordering my drugs from Canada, just a couple of clicks and a cc# and I don’t have to watch my hair fall out trying to get someone to give me access to a drug I now can’t live without.