THe Sabbot MY NEW YEAR

ANd this is how it went.
 think it sounds like pluracy. A crew meember who works here just got over something nasty and decided to pass it on to me. SO on top of dealing with my neglected I suffer with tears while standing just to walk into the pharacy to have aman the niceest man i know tell me he couldnt do a thing that I should prally go again to er. I waited two extra hours in his office, so by the time I got to the pharmacy to get the thing filled, it was no good because they have to call the daern doctor to confirm. I just want to be happy for once and live why can't the ghosts of my past leave me in peace for five minutes so I am out of pain!! I DONT UNDERSTAND THE WORLD>---------------- I spent my entire lifetime trying to kill myself, and now all I want to do is survive and live and be happy. Karma must be really bad. Or else I'm gonna be a multimillionare in my next life for suffering through this one. One day at a time, one angry unfinished letter I will never send one painful breath at a time. HEre is what I asked for no big right... Vicodan, a bottle of promethe with codeine, an antiinflamitory, an antibiotic, and flexeril. No big for a nurologist used to treating patients like me right. NOooooooooooohe doesn't even have the common curtousy to call me back and relieve my pain ON MY SABBOT! Posted on 10/30/10, 01:53 pm