I few months ago I saw a nurse practitioner who suggested I pay her with artwork. That didn’t happen. I waited for her to accept my insurance. Well, I finally saw her again. I’ll sum up that appointment in one word: next.
This quack suggested I stop taking 200mg per day of Zoloft cold turkey and start taking Cymbalta. She said to take 60 mg once a day for a week then double that the next week. From there I’d stay on 120mg. I asked her if it’s safe to stop taking Zoloft like that. She told me yes. Of course I was skeptical because all my treatment experience says I can’t. I accepted the script with no intentions of filling it but still I was interested in how much this new med was going to help with physical pain. I knew I’d heard of the med but I wasn’t sure about side effects. Well, come to find out it’s one of those meds from a commercial I’ve made fun of time and again. You know the type, the ones that say if you live you’ll be fine? Yeah, that’s Cymbalta. No thanks. I’ll skip, especially if I’m putting myself at serious risk while going through serious withdrawals from Zoloft. Not gonna happen. Next.
Not only is this the lady that wanted to exchange services for art, she’s also the quack that wrote the name Joan on a script for me. Continue reading ‘Nurse Stupid and the Multiple Dilemma’
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