Because someone who’s been on narcotics for two months is constipated because they’re fat. Obviously.
I was originally coming here to write a quick bulleted list of some shit that’s going on right now, but then we went to Rite Aid to pick up M’s prescription, and when we got home he told me some shit and now I’m kinda pissed. So, instead of a stupid, boring bulleted list, you get this rant, courtesy of the douchebag pharmacist at the Rite Aid down the street. All together now. “Thanks, douchebag!”
Let’s start at the beginning so you can appreciate how truly fucked up this experience has been for us.
A few months ago, M started having issues with his back. He says it started at the beginning of the year, but I think it may be related to the issues he was having as early as last summer; issues we wrote off as sciatica, and he decided to walk off. It worked, but now that he’s dealing with back issues, again, I’m beginning to wonder if that was a fluke, and he wasn’t dealing with the beginning of what’s going on now.
He went to the doctor in September, and they gave him a light pain med and a muscle relaxer, and when the refills ran out (and after walking 2.75 miles almost every day), he felt better. Read more…