A love letter to my pharmacy.

Dear Pharmacy,

You can suck it. I've been a loyal customer of yours, oh... for a really flippin long time we'll just say. You saw me through many illnesses, my bout with mono, you were privy to my sex life when I started birth control, you witnessed damn near conception and childbirth from prenatal vitamins to painkillers in the wake of the aftermath. Twice. I've had countless conversations with your pharmacists about ASD, and there were a few who really tried their all to help me find a form of medicine my son could tolerate.

So I have to ask you, Why? WHY can't you get Jaysen's script straight?!? It's the same script as always, so I really don't see what the problem is. First, his insurance won't cover the designer drug anymore- switch to generic. I was okay with that. Now you're telling me that you can't guarantee which manufacturer makes the drug that you get in, and they have inconsistent formulas?

You make no sense. Let me rephrase that. The sense that you make, is none. When I called you to say I think we got the wrong script because this is a tablet, not an M-tab, I was the crazy one. "It says oral disintegrating tablet". I know what it says. Hooked on Phonics worked for me. What I'm saying, is the tablet is not dissolving completely. It leaves a grit in the bottom of the glass. I've been there, and it ain't flying.

Yes, I understand that on the box, it says oral disintegrating tablet. Netti pot your ears, candle them, or crunch up a pork rind in 'em. I'm telling you The.Shit.Is.Not.Disintegrating.

And... I really don't care which manufacturer you personally prefer to order from. I also don't care if you have to "special order" it- you never had to before... Just order from the one that has been sending the med for the past 3 years. The one that must have used to be the preferred manufacturer, but now isn't for some reason. Must have better samples.

No, he won't take the damn tablet. No, not even in Juice. Not in jello, pudding, applesauce, or any other foodtype in your petty arsenal. I'm not being a pain in the ass, it has to do with his sensory processing. Here we go again...ohmigod...will you just see if you can reorder the usual med before I stroke out in aisle 8?

Oh and by the way, could you please start restocking my favorite vanilla body butter?
Thanks a bunch.

Sincerely,
Momzilla

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