Schlepping to Tel Aviv, Again…

Just Say No!!!

You know, I am so tired of this bullshit, that I can’t even express my frustration without using profanity any longer, and THAT my friends, is pretty bad!

Seriously, if the withdrawal were not that bad, and my mood swings (mostly bad) wouldn’t 100% (we’ve discussed it 🙂 ruin my marriage, I would shut myself up in the back room and suffer it out.  THAT is how sick and tired I am of this shit!

So I spoke with the bitch last night, she suggests that I come in, “we talk” and that she will give me my weekly prescription of Subutex.

You see, she has me by the balls, and she absolutely knows this fact.

I now NEED this medication, because it is very difficult to get (witch 🙂 she knows) and if I don’t take it I go into massive withdrawal, which she also knows that I really DO NOT want to do.

So, a rock and a hard place? Yes.

But not even my choice!

I did not choose to become addicted to opiates! I fell out of a friggin’ window and was put on opiates because they were the only think that helped the pain.

If I knew then, what I know now? I would have suffered through the leg pain, and dealt with it bitching and moaning the entire time, the best I could.

Alas, cest le guerre (such is war).  And this situation most certainly is what it is!

Am I angry? No.

Am I frustrated? Thoroughly!

This is the day that I am “looking forward” to: 1. Get on a multi-person taxi to Tel Aviv (travel time, approximately, 1 hour 15 minutes). When I get to Tel Aviv, I must then get on another multi-person taxi to the clinic. I must “have a talk” with the doctor, get my prescription, and then walk out to the main street and catch a cab to travel the 5 minutes it takes to get to the pharmacy, which because they are in cahoots with the clinic, charges three times what the medication would normally cost.

Then after I obtain the crap, I need to take the crosswalk on the same side of the road, and stand at the bus stop waiting for the 26 or 70 bus. This bus will take me back to where I arrived in Tel Aviv, at which point I will board another multi-person taxi, wait for anywhere form 1 minute to 30 until it fills up (10 seats) and then travel (now) 1 hour and 40 minutes due to rush hour.

When I exit, the taxi, I must wait anywhere between 1 and 45 minute for my bus home, and once I board, I am on my way back to my sanctuary.  Thank G-d.

Ah yes, and for this glorious, fun filled trip, Bob, I leave Jerusalem at 3:00 pm and don’t return home until roughly 8:30 pm.

Sound like fun, right?

In addition, I do the same EXACT thing EVERY Thursday!!!

Please people, listen to me VERY carefully.  Do not do stupid things, and get yourselves into situations like these. There is an old phrase which happens to apply very well here.

“Measure twice, cut once”. 

Please think before you act. 

No one deserves to be treated this way, or to have to go through this kind of ridiculousness treatment.

Mordechai

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