Pharmacy: take 2...this post is Rated R due to major adult language

So, last night, just a few hours after I got home from WalMart, I was notified that we had a prescription ready for pick up. Whaaat? I was just freaking there and you told me it was too soon to fill. Bastards. I dragged Jordan back again today to pick it up, and here's where it gets good.

Let me back this truck up and give you some more details from our glorious experience yesterday. Try to keep up. About a month ago, Jordan's psychiatrist started him on Seroquel, 100mg(one pill) at bedtime. After a week and a half, there was no change in his behaviors so she increased the dose to 200mg (one pill) at bedtime. But of course, they wouldn't fill the Rx for the 200mg pills because it was too soon. The nice pharmacist was able to override this and he got his meds. After another week of holy freaking terror, she increased him to 300mg; one 100mg pill in the morning and one 200mg pill at bedtime. This was the Rx she faxed in to the pharmacy last Wednesday. I hadn't been notified that it was filled (they send out text messages if you sign up for the service), so I have been using the pills from the previous prescriptions. Not a big deal, but he was close to running out of the 100mg pills. When I stopped in yesterday, the dick bag pharmacist who thinks I'm making meth in my barn told me that it was too soon to fill the script. When I mentioned that the new script was another increase, he said "no its not. If you look at it, its actually a decrease. He's only taking one in the morning and one at night." OK, first of all, asshole, where did you learn to read? Did you completely skip over the dosage amount? Yes, yes you did. Because 100 + 100 = 200, so by your incorrect theory he would be taking the same dose. Even if you read it wrong ANOTHER way, 200 + 200 = 400, so that is an increase. Like I had previously mentioned. Now, if the shithead had actually read it the right f-ing way, 100 + 200 = 300, which is an INCREASE. When I mentioned I got the text that his script was ready, he said it was too early. Then what did you fill? Oh, right...the 100mg pills. So now they are filling incomplete prescriptions? What?!?!? And then, in his condescending tone, he says "well, maybe you should've called the Doctor to find out what dose he's supposed to be taking." Actually, I'm quite aware of what he should be taking, dingleberry. You are the one with the problems. I've been able to read and add since kindergarten, and I'm trusting YOU with my kids psychotropic medications? I must be nuts! Maybe I should sample a few of Jordan's drugs. So, the kind pharmacy tech who knows all our names because we are there EVERY F-ING WEEK calmly handed us half his prescription with a smile, and I threw it in the cart...with steam coming out of my ears, and f-bombs flying off my tongue.  And when we walked away, I looked at the script I just picked up and saw this f-ing note attached to it:

 

Hey shit face...it's on Mother F-er. You messed with the wrong bitch.


Oh, yeah we also picked up some new pants for Big J, as this is what I noticed as we were walking out the door...

 

Um, hey. He's almost 21 years old. Shouldn't he be done growing?!?!