Not shitlisted. Just all my existing Rx's cancelled, and too broke from Christmas to afford the extremely expensive process of switching to a new doctor and getting new Rx's.
The stupid thing about the Rx's being cancelled? Her argument was that she couldn't have me running around with a Schedule One narcotic Rx with her name on it, when she was no longer my doctor. If I sold or abused the narcotics, it could cost her license.
But the stupid S1's were never what I wanted, and she never could get me to take them as prescribed (every 4-6 hours). A ninety-day scrip would last me six months, because I'd rather be in some pain than spend my life as an Oxy Zombie. What I wanted, what I needed, was the meloxicam, the NSAIDs. As in NOT CONTROLLED, and therefore no danger to her license. But she cancelled those, too. This wasn't about her license or her standing; it was sheer vindictiveness.
BTW: i still don't want to sue her. BUT! She was soooo worried about her professional reputation. And there are advantages to being part of a well known and well-respected family in a very small, very insular community. I may be poor, but my name carries more weight in this county than hers does, and my reputation is better. Much better. And there were people curious about why I had so abruptly left her office. So curious that they call. People like the president of the bank (my father's best friend), or the chief of emergency medicine at the hospital (my sister's father in law), or the head of the chamber of commerce (married to one of my cousins), or the fire chief (I played piano at his wedding AND his mother-in-law and I make music together), or the county jailer (we went to school together), or the commonwealth's attorney (his son and I were best friends).
These people are all patients of that doctor. And they call me to say, "Why aren't you there anymore?" And I tell them. I don't have to be nasty or vindictive. I just have to tell the unvarnished truth. And it's not helping her precious reputation one little bit.
Is that called trying somebody in the court of public opinion? Because it ain't breaking my heart one little bit. It's not getting me any money, or buying my medicine for me. But it's got its own satisfaction.