Handling a Stressful Day
For me, the most important day of the month is when I go to the veteran’s hospital where I get my medication. I wake up before 8am to make sure I get a parking spot. I immediately go to the blood lab where I get blood work done to ensure that I am not experiencing any adverse reactions to my medication. After my blood has been taken, I go to my appointment with my doctor.
This would be a normal schedule for me. When things do not go as planned, an interruption in the routine can create stress. Stress can be a trigger for my schizophrenia. I take deep breathes and deal with other triggers like needing a cup of coffee or something to eat from being hungry. After a large cup of coffee, I go to the mental health waiting room where I wait to see my doctor.
The appointment can vary depending on whether or not I am experiencing symptoms. When I get in to see my doctor, she always begins by asking me if I might be a danger to myself or someone else. Also she asks if I am experiencing symptoms. After seeing my doctor, I get my monthly injectable and pick up any other prescriptions.
This is as smooth as a trip to the veteran’s hospital can go. Typically, I would be leaving around 10:00am in the morning — on my way home to wait for another month to pass, and then I repeat the process all over again.
However, many things can happen to disrupt what should be an ordinary day to see my doctor and pick up my medication. It’s quite possible there could be a traffic problem, and either I or my doctor are late for some reason. Impatience doesn’t help anyone, and complaining to the receptionist that my time matters doesn’t quicken the process. I tell myself that doctors have lives outside their job at the veteran’s hospital, so of course, they are late sometimes. I have found that the more patience and understanding I can show, the better my chances for getting the help I need.
I think about my life, and getting my medication is the most important thing I have to do. For the most part, I have no plans for the rest of the day, so being irritable will not speed things up. Recently my doctor was late; she usually comes in around 9:00am. when I first saw my doctor, I asked her if she was okay. She assured me that she was, and I could see her relax.
Sometimes my doctor forgets to tell the blood lab that I am coming. Upon learning this, I have to go back to the mental health waiting room and wait for my doctor, so she can give the order. The doctor places the order for the blood work, and I go back to the blood lab to get my blood work. Even though interruptions occur, I can’t just walk away or give up. The alternative to giving up and leaving would create more stress because I would not get my medication.
Once the veteran’s hospital ran out of my medications, and I knew that I only had a few days of meds left at home. This was extremely stressful for me since I know I cannot go without my medication. Realizing that freaking out wouldn’t be constructive and would probably put me in the psyche ward on Christmas, I sat down and got something to drink. The pharmacist was willing to send the rest of my medication in the mail to my home, but I realized I would not be home, but with my parents. However, the medicine could be delivered in the mail in one day to my parent’s home. I learned that even during a break in the routine, other answers can be found.