My back is still cocky!

Yippee, I am posting three weeks in a row!!  The cocky thing is that my back is still very uncomfortable.  I think it may be sciatica.  Sometimes when I step on my right leg, I can feel a zing down my leg and into my jaw.  Holy craparooie!  It has definitely limited my walking, leaning over to pick things up and standing up from a sitting position.  Stairs are the worst!!  I keep reminding myself that this too will pass.  It really is minor compared to many other things I've endured the past two years.

So, has anyone else had issues getting their meds?  I understand that some medications need to be very closely monitored, but when it takes a week just to get a prescription, something still isn't working.  I occasionally take a med that is for anxiety, nauseous, and a mild muscle relaxer.  It's an awesome drug, especially when I get queasy and don't need the heavy duty anti-nauseous medication.  Well it is now in that "needs to be watched" drug category.  The pharmacy couldn't fill it because it was a no refill and one of the Yale doctors said he needed to see me...yeah, no!  I called my Boston doctor and then checked with the pharmacy two days later and nothing had been called in.  I called Boston again and I was told that it needed to be sent in the mail, because it had to be a hard copy.  More days go by and I finally got the script.  Yesterday, I went to the pharmacy and they said because it was out of state they had to call Boston and have it verified.  Are you frustrated yet, because I was.  They called, which took a while and then I had to wait for my medication to be filled.  Yawn!!  It's a good thing I really like everyone at my drug store, because it helped with the aggravation.  I'm still confused why it couldn't have been called in, because it had to be verified by phone anyway.  To top it all off,  I've only taken 25 pills in a year.  Then, because I'm a crazy person, I went to the Post Office.  It was very busy.  Needless to say, it took me almost two hours to go to both places and I live 5 minutes away.  Phew!

I got the key chain for Hans, my donor!! I hope they will send it to him in May.  I also hope that he speaks English, so he'll know what it says. Maybe I should have done it in German.  Oh man!!  I often wonder who he is and why he did this for a stranger.  I wonder what he looks like and if he has a family and what do they think about all this?  I mean, there is some strange (stranger than they know)  American woman running (moseying) around the US with their familial blood coursing through her veins.  Does he ever think about me and wonder how I'm doing?  Have they made up a name for me  too?  What foods does he like or hate?  Does he even want to be in touch in a year?  So many questions and so much gratitude.  I already feel an unimaginable closeness to him.  Wouldn't it be funny if his name really is Hans?

Until next week,
Peace out Peeps!