Kick me in the teeth?

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Still feeling weird. Then again, thinking about things, I realized the problem may not be the heat nor pushing things. We just doubled the main medicine. Those, as they say, are quite potent. I've been on relatively low doses, not even therapeutic doses to be honest, until now. Even then I am probably just now hitting the minimum therapeutic doses for the two main pills. It may be gearing my heart down, seriously slowing it so that I feel thumps and bumps and have a difficult time getting the blood I am used to. Somehow my body had ramped things up so that I was able to enjoy a short period of 'the good life'. The party might be over. The problem is, if so, I will continue to push but this is new ice I am askating and I simply don't know it or the limits yet. I can't be sure, but that is what I am suspecting.

Oh, my trip to SLC was a fraud. Oh, no, I made it there. I did pick up a week's supply of medicine. But the pharmacist was wrong. He gave me two and a half days of medicine. For $50 in gas, I can't afford that kind of thing. I am seriously thinking. If my medicine isn't in today, I have two choices. I can cut my doses in half and hope that it lasts (at half doses it will last the full week). Or, I can cut to half doses, on everything, and back out of this medicine trap. If they can't keep me supplied, I can't keep going through this half dosing, parsing words with worm tongues, and going through feeling like shit for nearly a month at a time as I am forced to drop then rebuild blood levels of this goo. Son of a...

I best get dressed, check on the mail, and head into town for some grocery shopping if I can keep it together long enough to even do that.

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