Two evenings ago I went to the ER at a major local hospital because I was having some problems breathing. They took me right in and ran me through a series of tests, in such a way that (for the first time ever) the ER seemed competent. And for that I want to say THANK-YOU. But.... but but but.... they had given me a pretty hefty does of diloted, which did nothing for me (I didn't know this until they explained that some people just don't have the receptors for it). So, after making sure I wasn't going to die, they sent me home.... and sent diloted with me. I said no thank you, they didn't help and I wouldn't be taking them. They insisted and I said a flat out no (and then my fiance backed me up). They told me that I had to take them and if I don't want them to dispose of them.

Uh.... I wonder how legal drugs get on the street..... THAT"S NOT HELPING!

---Air of Frustration