Here I sit with script in hand....................

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Hi All, Well, today was my BIG DAY! Yes, I went to the Doctors office, had my pro-time drawn and left with the prescription fo Naltrexone! Headed to the Pharmacy that I was told would compound the drug, only to find that they'd closed 45 minutes before....................soooooooo, I headed to my regular Pharmacy (who has compounded for me before) and asked if they could do it? Nada, "Only specific Phamacies could do that!" I walked out of there feeling like someone had pulled the plug! I had forgotten what that horrible fall to the bottom felt like, but boy it came back to me quickly.........................

So here I sit with prescription in hand. This definetly has to be the pits. First I couldn't get anyone to write it, now I have it and can't find anything to do with it. To be honest I don't even remember coming home (not that it was that far) I was just so darned exhausted I wanted to pass out.........which I promtly did on the sofa and didn't get up until dinner time. What a rotten let down, to get so close but heaven only knows how far it is to the end of the tunnel.

For the next two days I'm on such a tight schedule (one whole day with my Mother, ARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHH) and Friday an appointment in the Poconos so I know nothing will get done. Then along comes the week-end, two more wasted days. I feel like bawling like a little kid and stamping my feet in anger, this just isn't fair.........but who would care. Only another person with a need like this could ever understand the despair I feel right now. It's almost like why bother?

Sorry for the tirade there folks, but I feel like a whimpering fool. Can't say a word to my husband, he just doesn't understand the "want" for this drug, how could he? Think I'll just go to bed very early tonight and bury my head in the blankets, now that sounds like a wonderful idea. Thanks for listening!

C. & Toby the Wonder Dog