Add Drug-Seeking to Val's Public-Enemy-ing Crimes

As you read this, I am on my way to the doctor. DON'T THINK I WANT TO BE THERE! I am only going to comply with the archaic policy that my prescriptions cannot be refilled unless I have an in-person appointment with my physician nurse practitioner every 6 months.

I understand the need for monitoring a person's health. Testing them for side effects of the medicine. But let's not forget that for 7 WEEKS, those physicians nurse practitioners did not want anything to do with their regular patients! Even those like Hick, who need a weekly shot. Had to get it standing in a parking lot, IF the employees showed up. Which they did not always.

Of course my prescriptions ran out of refills the very week that Missouri relaxed the Stay-At-Home-Down. You'd think that my physician nurse practitioner could have given me a courtesy refill for one month. Then seen me with an appointment, after things settled down a bit. He's done that before, when I had other plans, and the available appointments didn't match up.

Sheesh! It's not like I take anything good! Just a generic blood pressure med, and a heart-slower, and a pill for my thyroid that was removed back in 2010. To make matters worse, he refilled the heart-slower, but not the other two! What in the NOT-HEAVEN?

Anyhoo...I read in the local online newspaper that my clinic/hospital facility, as of May 6, would be requiring every single person who enters to wear a mask! I am not looking forward to this. It will make me feel claustrophobic and breathless. Val is not mask-friendly! You'd think with her life as a public enemy, she would have at least a passing acquaintance with masks. But no. I do not like them in the store, I do not like them at the door. I do not like a mask, you see. The thought of one can suffocate me! My mindset is that I will wear a mask when they pry one on my cold dead face!

Hick says I will be better off using a cloth or paper mask they issue at the door, rather than the cup-shaped ones he has from painting, that look like something a football player would wear to protect his nether regions. Hick has seen them (the hospital/clinic masks, not the football players' nether regions) when he takes his friend for chemotherapy.

Anyhoo...I expect my blood pressure to be elevated from my fit of pique over the whole scenario. I will wear the mask, but only because I am seeking drugs! I understand that the masks are to protect other people, that they do little to protect my own self. I don't begrudge other people their lives. But I am not Covid Val, a carrier to rival Typhoid Mary!

They can't take my temp and suck my blood fast enough!

Funny how one week, chronically ill people, those needing non-emergency surgery, expectant mothers, and some needing chemo are not allowed to visit the healthcare facilities, but the next week healthy people are commanded to come in, or else must do without the maintenance meds they have taken for 15 years. It's like one minute food is on the grocery store shelf, and the next minute it's garbage in the dumpster.