Last night I got very, very ill. Those of you who came across me on social media know I was barely coherent, and having trouble thinking to the end of a sentence.
Truth is, I’ve been sickish since Dan came home, almost two weeks ago. He brought it back.
It’s a virus. My son and DIL had it before us, and it takes forever to get rid of. The first week is extreme tiredness, and then the sinus and ear infection hit, which is where I am right now.
Having seen husband go through this, and hit the chest stuff, I don’t WANT it. I also don’t have time to be this ill. We’ve been looking for a particular medicine that all our medical friends told us to have, but we couldn’t find it in any store.
Finally someone told us it contains sudafed, so it’s behind the counter and you have to sign for it. Which meant, instead of the drive-through, we had to go into the store and spread this joy, potentially.
As we were signing for it I said something like “This is crazy. We’re sick, we just want the stupid med.”
The cashier said, “Well, that’s what happens. A few people spoil it for everyone.”
I didn’t answer, because, why would I? I don’t want to have security called, and I was hitting that level.
But in the car, I told my husband “So, because of a few sh*theads, the government has to make it impossible for us to get necessary meds. What sense does that make? So 1% of people want to kill themselves, and we’re going to twist ourselves all our of shape to stop it? It won’t work. And it will make the rest of us suffer.”
Look, as I said before, I’m very conflicted on legalizing drugs. I think they should be legalized simply because I don’t believe the government should have power over them. But I don’t think Pot is magical and frankly I think most drugs are more trouble than they’re worth. And yes, I’ve gone through some pretty rough patches unmedicated, because I want minimal interference with my system. (note we’re seeking help for bad virus two weeks in…) Because everything has a price.
But this? Let’s keep people from making meth, by making a beneficial medicine hard to get?
Adult humans are not 2 year olds. If they want to destroy themselves, they will. If you make it impossible for them to cook/make/take meth, they’ll take something else. We’re now at a point where scary designer drugs appear every year. (See Flaka.)
Isn’t a culture of responsibility, with severe punishments for the things you do WHILE ON DRUGS and/or because of drugs better? Isn’t treating adults like adults better?
You’re not going to save EVERYONE. Some people really want to destroy themselves. I see trying to keep things from kids (though educating them not to get on this sh*t is better, honestly. Not full proof, no. Some also want to destroy themselves. But better.) But adults?
Let people grow up. We are not wards of the state.
I remember spending a year (when kid was 2) per kid playing keep away. That’s because 2 is “the happily suicidal age”. But as soon as possible, I taught the kid to be safe, instead. Yeah, sometimes they still hurt themselves. No, #2 son, you shouldn’t have danced in socks on the edge of a cast iron tub, to entertain your brother. In my defense, it never occurred to me ANYONE (much less a four year old) would do that, so I never told him not to. But that’s the point. You can’t anticipate everything. You can tell the kid not to run with scissors, but you’ll probably forget “and don’t run holding chandelier crystals, because they’re pointed.”
And adults who really want to kill themselves will find ways. I don’t understand why the rest of us must be kept from medicine, because a few will want to destroy themselves. Tell them what it’s doing to them, and they let go. A few will turn around. And many will destroy themselves.
They’re not two years old. The government is not their parent. Let them go.