Weekend was pretty good, save some emotional bumps. It was nice to have all the kids home.
Now this week has been, excuse my language, a shit-storm.
Monday we found out his PWC needs a new part for the actuator. Estimate for receiving the part is at least a week.
Also noticed that his Lorazepam was almost out. Called the clinic's prescription refill line (bounced to voice mail of course) to request they send a new one to our mail order pharmacy. I keep looking online to see when it is in the processing queue. Nothing, so I called and left another message on Wednesday. By late Wednesday, he's out of Lorazepam (my bad that I did not notice sooner how low it was running, but I set the pills out for the week, so I forgot). Not good. And of course, it's a holiday. 3 panic attacks and 2 pretty much sleepless nights later and today, I find out the "prescription line" snail-mailed me a paper prescription, which I then have to snail-mail back to our mail order pharmacy (controlled substance rule), then it can be up to a week to process! Had they let me know, there is a way around it where the script can be filed electronically. Got a hold of the doctor's office this morning to get a "gap" script. DS picked it up and DH has had his morning dose. It still does not solve the (recurring - we had this issue before) problem, so I emailed his neurologist directly in the hopes that she can tell me who "prescription refill voice" is so that I can get things back in motion.
And to top it off, DH is having trouble with his jaw - can only open it a little bit, maybe an inch between his top and bottom teeth. Meals are now at a snail's pace.
Right now, I am running on caffeine and will power. Time for another cup.