Help, It's just the Cold Medicine

Yesterday, I go back to see my doctor, Shari. Ragweed has been kicking my ass and making my eyes itch. Although I share a bed with an allergy/asthma specialist, he won�t just give me the Clarinex, like I asked. He has this stubborn, ethical streak sometimes or maybe he is just cheap because I can�t get my insurance to pay for scripts that he writes .

In the exam room, the med tech takes my blood pressure. She frowns. �What?'I ask

158/110. I�ve never had high BP in my life. My mom does, but there are also people in my family that faint from low blood pressure.

I ask to borrow her stethoscope and take it myself. 164/114. It�s the cold medicine, I say

Shari comes in the exam room. She has a medical student in tow. I tell her I am having hay fever problems and need Clarinex, maybe some Nasacort. She sees the pressure and doesn�t care about my runny eyes. I tell her it�s the cold medicine.

�Perhaps, Justin,� says Dr Shari, �But I am not willing to take the chance� She starts writing prescriptions. I don�t want to take anti-hypertensives. I�ve heard they reduce the blood supply to Mr Pinky and then he won�t stand up and pay attention when it�s important �if you catch my drift. The medical student is impressed with how thorough Shari is being. I leave the place with 6 (six!) new prescriptions, including Clarinex.

This AM, I take them all, including spraying my nose, dropping my eyes. 2 hrs later, I start feeling incredibly sluggish and stupid, like somebody has turned up the gravity in the house. I can�t coordinate my fingers to type and my eyes won't focus

I can�t even think of anything more interesting to say than this. Imagine me screaming through my mental fog 'It's the cold medicine'

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