A Mental Lapse....

Miss Ginger knew she was in trouble when she went to pack for her business trip and her little botttle of "pretty pink pills" was empty. Oh, shit. She had to leave on a 3-day trip and the mail order refill had not yet arrived. "Not to worry", thought the clever Miss G. "I'll just ask the local pharmacy for a partial refill to get me through my trip, and when I get home my three month supply will be in the mailbox."


Let me assure you, you do not want to be the pharmacy tech who has to tell a drag queen she can't refill a prescription for her mood stabilizers! After Miss G let into her, that poor pharmacy girl will probably be on prescriptions for the rest of her life.


Anyway, the pharmacist got on the phone and assured Miss G that should would contact the Dr. the next morning, and that once the Rx was "in the system", Miss G could have it filled at whatever random podunk Louisiana Walgreen's she found herself near.


So Miss G has had her pill. Her skin is crawling. Her brain no longer feels inside out. Everything is normal again. Whew! Disaster averted. Except for the unfortunate pharmacy girl incident. Hopefully she will recover from Miss G's wrath! It wasn't done out of hatred: Miss G was a very sick woman at the time!