Last month I had my check-up. It was with a new doctor. My previous doctor stopped taking almost all insurances and so I was forced to seek out new medical professionals.
A friend referred me to hers.
I called, made sure she took my insurance and made an appointment.
This new physician was lovely, thorough and sent me off with a clean bill of health.
Checking out I remembered to ask for a prescription that my previous medical provider always wrote for me: Zolpidem Tartarate aka Ambien.
Since I was a little kid, I have experienced bouts of insomnia. I had a completely normal functional childhood with no childhood traumas. High school sucked, but I had insomnia way before I entered ninth grade.
My parents are awesome and are the best caregivers a child could ever hope for. On that note, I blame them for my insomnia as I am quite…
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