I slept 8 whole hours-which is unusual for me.
In the morning, I made the 2.5 hour trip back to my school.
Since I was already out and about, I figured I'd run some errands.
I got more soap/shampoo before heading to the pharmacy up here.
A couple weeks ago, I misplaced my xanax.
I thought I could tough it out and get my prescription filled at my pharmacy back home.
But I couldn't. I've been going insane. Vomiting, hyperventilating and such.
I took my prescription to the counter here in the town I go to college in and they had me fill out my information. It was 10:00.
They then asked me for my insurance card-which I don't happen to carry on me everywhere I go.
I tell the lady that I don't have it, but I know the provider and she can look me up (something I've had medical institutions do before).
She said she can't do that.
She told me that without my insurance card, I'll have to pay out of pocket.
$15 dollars for something I get for free with my insurance.
$15 is 50 cents per pill.
I told her that I'd rather wait and get my prescription filled at home.
My heart rate was already up upon entering the pharmacy.
Now a pain was building behind my eyes.
I felt like someone was trying to use a brain scoop to pull out my eyes at their corners.
I drove to my dorm and sat in bed.
I started to do homework to try to distract myself.
It didn't work.
I got up and vomited.
Standing, I felt like my head was heavy and that it was pulling me down.
I decided to lie down in bed.
The room began to shift. It felt like I was on a boat and the whole thing was rocking.
I closed my eyes, but the rocking wouldn't stop.
I hid under my covers.
I tried to lie as still as I could.
I still kept rocking.
The next thing I knew, it was 9:00.
I missed all my classes.
It didn't feel like it had been that long.