Danielle. 24. Married. Fibro, nerve damage, chronic pain and constant migraine... live in Washington. This is my art/fan blog. I reblog alot of stuff AND I LIKE EVERYTHING. I am a multi-fandom blog. I love drawing, cosplaying/costuming, glitter, lolita, bjds, comics, great shows, make-up and reading! I am open for commissions to pay for medical bills, ask for pricing info. shadows lurking in the distance
I haven’t explained on here what’s.going on so here goes
I’m supposed to be at SDCC now. I had a friend who goes every year get me a ticket. We arranged for me to bus down on greyhound cause flying alone terrifies me. I rented a power chair so no one would have to push me around in my wheelchair and i could see all the stuff I wanted and be independent.
So I got on the bus Monday morning at 8AM in Seattle, WA. I have a lot of pain issues, back issues, aggressive degenerative disc disease, etc so I take a high tier pain medicine 24/7 so I can function. Its not preferable but its how it is.
3AM the bus pulls into Sacramento, CA and we have to get off the bus to do a carry on check. The security officer asks if I have a whole list of things so I say yes I have pain medicine. So he makes sure its mine and looks at my Id everything is kosher. etc. I’m rushed onto my bus where I put my feet on top of my bag and fall asleep. There’s no way someone got into it while I was sleeping without waking me up. The security guard was the last one who saw/handled then. I wake up and go to take my morning dose. My medication is gone.
I can’t suddenly stop the medicine so a greyhound employee takes me to the local Fresno ER. I am not familiar with CA at all so I have no idea what to do.
I call my pain management doc and he talks to the er doctor and confirms I’m a good patient and to replace my meds for the remainder of my vacation. He agrees. Then I wait and another doctor comes in and says no. we don’t know you and were not taking your doctors word for it. Go home.
So I call my husband and my mom. My mom gets a reservation for me at a local LA quinta inn and my husband grabs a friend and starts to drive from Seattle to Fresno so I can get home to see my doc asap.
The doctor there gives me a prescription for a low tier medication so I don’t go into full fledged withdrawal but does not tell me where a pharmacy is just pushes me out the door and says sucks to be you. Yes she really said that to my face as a i was sobbing. Luckily a male nurse sees me with two huge luggage bags, me in my wheelchair and takes pity on me. He pushes me to a local pharmacy and waits with me while the prescription is filled then waits for a taxi to come get me to take me to the hotel. He was the only helpful nice person I came into contact with at that hospital.
So anyway. My husband drives all night gets to me, drives back….we get home at 3AM the next day. I saw my doctor this morning and he was understanding and replaced my meds. But now I can’t get back down to San Diego. I’m missing the con because of some asshole stealing my medication.
I’ve opened a case with the greyhound people and hopefully that gets taken care of..but..
I worked so hard getting my cosplay done Pam Poovey, Wonder Woman, Harley Quinn, and my Elsa cosplay all hand made by me…and now I don’t get to go at all…