Rant against meth addicts

My head is one big ball of snot. I'm not kidding. A big ol' ball of goopy snot and I feel like a steaming pile of poodle poo.

Attempts to purchase Sudaphed at the grocery store were made difficult by the fact that one must ASK THE PHARMACIST for a box of this now precious commodity. And the pharmacist then encourages me to use Sudafed PE, which, instead of pseudophedrine, contains phenylephrine. Now, they may both be long names that start with the letter "P" but, in my experience, that is where the similarity ends. Because Sudafed PE? Yeah, it SUCKS. I might as well swallow sugar pills for all it does.

Okay, so, in my quest to get actual pseudophedrine, I look at the pharmacist and I say, "really, who are you kidding? That stuff doesn't actually work on actual stuffy noses." The pharmacist shrugged and handed me a box of real Sudaphed from behind the counter, which cost $4.64. I said, "don't you have a store brand?" And he says, "No, we don't make the store brand anymore. We have store brand of the PE." I frown at the pharmacist and ask for another precious box. He says, you can buy two boxes, but, I have to see your I.D.

My I.D. !!! I had to hand over my driver's license to lay my hands on two boxes of SUDAFED.

Why? Why torment a woman with a massive head cold in this fashion?

Evidently one can manufacture SPEED with pseudophedrine if one "cooks" it with fertilizer and some other ingrediant. So, in order to prevent meth addicts from doing this, states are making it VERY ANNOYING and DIFFICULT to lay hands on pseudophedrine.

So, basically, the meth freaks have given me a big headache. To which I say a big "up yours" to meth freaks everywhere. You are making it hard for me to treat my cold. I hate it when a couple jerks rain on everybody else's head colds...

That's all for now,
Law Mommy