Mood – Fine, productive busy day.
I had a mad scramble to order my medication the other day. Not that that’s a unique occurrence, I run out every month, without fail. I think it’s because I feel like an absolute drug lord if I order them too early. I mean, why would I be ordering them early? What if I’m hoarding them and selling them? Or building up a stock pile for a suicide attempt? ….I shouldn’t have to have those intruding thoughts when it comes to ordering the medication that’s supposed to be helping me. Does anyone else feel guilty ordering their meds? I feel like I have to go after dark, sneaking up on the pharmacy like a smack head. Then I’m in there, and the staff are watching and talking. What are they talking about? Are they trying to guess what’s up with me based on my prescribed medication?
So today I picked my meds up. Surely enough, I went after dark, slid through the doors, stared at the floor and waited. Then it arrived. OAP level medication, a Santa’s sack of pills. The bag was massive, I’d moved to the big drawers. It’s sad really but I try to make light of every situation. I decided to take this pill popping seriously the other month and invested in a pill box, it’s quite good actually. I now mostly remember to take the correct tablets at the correct times.