Sunday, November 12, 2006

Just give me my drugs, dammit!

My name is Cindy and I'm sporadically a drug addict. 

Yes, it's true.  I am addicted to Non-drowsy, multi-symptom, severe cold Sudafed.  When I have a cold, it's the one thing that works on all my symptoms.  I buy it whenever I'm sick and my sinuses are taking over my face. 

Last week I purchased the ""new formula"" and it sucked a lot.  I was still sniffly and snot-laden.  Not fun.  Today I went to Walmart to find something else that would hopefully work.  I didn't even see the box with the purple stripe that has always said relief.  I found a plastic square for an alternate medication.  I took it up to the pharmacy to sit and wait.  I was sniffling and sweating and waiting....and waiting.  Finally someone came to help me and I saw it behind the counter!  The original addiction.   

I asked for it as the pharmacy assistant eyed me suspiciously and asked if I wanted BOTH.  Perhaps she mistook my cold and fever symtoms for meth withdrawal.  She clenched the box of other stuff to her chest as  I checked to make sure I had indeed found the original formula.  She eyed me the whole time like I was gonna run with a single box of Sudafed halfway through the Walmart to the door.  Finally I decided to just take my box of Sudafed so she wouldn't alert the feds that I wanted to buy two, whole boxes of over the counter medication. (They already have a file on me)  And then she took my driver's license and made me sign for it.  It's not worth getting sick for the pain in the ass of getting some damn pills.

By comparison, I walked down to the apartment complex across the street, gave the guy with the nose ring $10 and walked away with actual meth.  Now if I can find a way to break it down and get my Sudafed out of it, I'm in business.

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