Aww nooo! not only should cats not be eaten, the PR is lovely, and deserves far nicer things than cats (from a comestible point of view) of course living ones are different:P *sends her a squeeze:)* Sorry to hear she's been in pain. I really hope she's not in any way badly sick. And just as much, the sooner her being miserable is at an end, the happier I will be. Do wish her well for me QV. *Big Hug*
Picking up my meds today this morning proved a royal fuckabout though. Really, really fucking major twatting about.
First, we drove up to the doctors surgery, on early-morning post-ictal autopilot (not me behind the wheel:P) and finding it closed due to bank holiday. So go back home again, grab my scripts, on the coffee table in the lounge. Oops. Go back out to pharmacy I usually pick them up at 8am and finding the place closed until ten. So go home, look up local places with pharmacies that are open early. Because I need my anticonvulsant in particular, and my morphia, my oxy of course, and clonidine to suppress adrenal activity (of the catecholaminergic type not the mineralo-/glucocorticoid (corticosteroid) type that is) in particular. So we go to the local supermarket first. The pharmacy is open but the person there has not yet received their key to the controlled drugs storage. And while chlormethiazole the anticonvulsant therapy I use, is not a controlled drug, presumably because it is old fashioned and indeed little used at all these days in general, many places do not even carry it in stock whatsoever now, its quite hard to get hold of any at all in fact, although the place that was closed, does make sure to keep it in stock because they know I need it and they know I have it on repeat prescription. So, off to another early opening pharmacy on the bank holiday, they have my painkillers. I receive those but cannot get the other stuff, nor chlormethiazole, the pain meds of course, take the edge off my requirement for the early morning dose, when I wait still for the morphine until later, and instead snort a bigger dose of oxycodone IR powder from capsules bitten open and poured into my palm, make like snuff with it, got it into circulation quickly and effectively. Minutes rather than half an hour at least. Nice. Feel better immediately forthwith. Climb back into car, suppress several head-rocker sneezes to avoid losing the oxy to the atmosphere.
Then by this time, the regular pharmacy begins to open, so we head there rather than home. Pick my heminevrin up (the chlormethiazole, in the freebase capsule form) and the rest of the goods requisite. So all in all one hell of a clusterfuck quite honestly. Immediately swallow a pair of heminevrin, and pop a couple of adrenal suppressants, and feel much better as soon as the adrenal storm I'd been beginning to start feeling start to bare its fangs dies down and the chlormethiazole caps burst in my throat. I like the way they do that, because the base form of the drug at least (I've never had the syrup kind, the ethanedisulfonate [or in pharmaceutical industrial parlance, termed 'edisylate'] salt of the drug) kinda burns going down. Not in a painful way, or like vodka that stings, but a rather lovely feeling hot, warming and tingling sensation. So I never take them with water or a drink to wash them down because I want them to remain down in my oesophagus, because that way they can warm me inside whilst undergoing rapid absorption and onset, due to the highly lipophilic properties of the chlormethiazole freebase. 'Tis nice. Especially when picking up prescriptions in the early morning during the later months in the year especially when it gets blistering cold outside, and particularly so when its early in the morning. Like a handwarmer pack, only for the face/neck/chest area and that operates from the INSIDE:autism: Trust someone spesh to come up with something like that eh?
