The only time I've had a problem was not being taken seriously at a HOSPITAL that I needed my meds. I was admitted through the ER with a bowel blockage. Night time came and they wouldn't let me have my psych meds. I was in such horrendous pain I was actually screaming. It was humiliating. Add to that no benzo to help me calm down, no AD and no seroquel to sleep.

Finally called my husband crying hysterically about 5am and begged him to help me. He came storming in like a raging thunder cloud. I could hear him yelling at the nurses station. They told him "in our opinion she didn't need them, and wouldn't hurt her to be off them few days." He told them either give me my meds or call an ambulance so I can move her to another hospital. I got my meds.

What...the.. f**k?.???? After that I always carry a pill box in my purse in case of emergencies.