Waiting with my son at a sketchy Labcorp site for over 2 hours…simply awaiting Doctor’s orders to approve the previously scheduled blood draw. Those of us caregivers on the forum know that Clozapine can be a life-changing therapy. But. Using Clozapine and getting refills requires routine labs to test for negative effects on the liver, and likely other stuff.
But the spike in Covid has caused several Labcorp locations to shut down due to staff shortages. So a slight delay in refilling his Rx turned into a 5 day lack of meds due to the blood draw drama.
Even after we found an open lab, we had trouble getting the orders faxed over (out of tonor). Our doc was on the phone but they wouldn’t take verbal orders. The lab closed. Patients and staff all gone. Locking up. ‘Maybe you can reschedule Monday…’ (another few days to delay Clozapine).
Then…An angel named Curtis, 50-year old lab tech, stayed after they closed and helped me get an emailed image of the lab order, logged back in, and against corp procedure, processed the order and did the blood draw. Thus ending a several day lab closure, cancellation and paperwork delay, including the final two-hour nightmare simply to get routine lab to continue the ONLY therapy that works with my near-manic son who really, really, really needs the Clozapine.
Because Curtis stayed late, past closing, he missed his bus. Next one was 1.5 hours later. So we gave him a ride home and bought him lunch. He strenuously refused but he and my son connected on sports and vaping. So he allowed us to show him some appreciation for his selfless act. He was definitely a blessing in our lives today.
So we’re back home. A lab result away from getting Clozapine Rx filled. (Hopefully today/tomorrow). Keeping our son distracted and using LEAP and CBT and ESPN to sooth him.
And that is my submission today for ‘Love is…’. In honor of the angel Curtis who took mercy on us and saved us yet another rescheduling and a few more days without a critical med.