My personal supply shortage
The another li news media refer to things like “supply chain disruption”. Word salad, until it affects you directly.
For close to twenty years, I have been dripping expensive drops of drugs (prescribed) into that convenient trench below my eyeball. It has a name; I don’t ever remember it for mure than five minutes following a Google search. Actually, the name doesn’t matter. I can find it, even in the dark. Have two of them, because redundnacy.
Now, I have been a responsible patient. I drip my drops, day in and day out. I try to avoid going all the way to empty, with the tiny plastic bottles from the pharmacy. Hence my current state of shock. I didn’t know that the “chemist” could run short. Outside of my life experience.
I will not “declare an emergency”, although that phrase did creep into a message left on a pharmacy answering machine. Yes, we have checked with other pharnacies, and there is a shortage. That “supply chain disruption” I mentioned a few lines ago.
I haven’t gone to medical school, or studied pharmacy, so I don’t know the short term effects of missing a dose or two. I do know the long term effect, but declaring a state of emergency is BIG. And I am small. There are a number of “empty” bottles in a drawer, and I think it’s time to see if this is my moment to test gravity. Hold the varions bottles, upside down, and see if I can wring an additional bit of pharma-magic into my trench. Can’t hurt. I mean, the delivery truck should be along, soon.
