I just got a birthday card from my sister…23 days after my birthday. How appropriate, considering I’m 23 this year. 😉
My sister, if you didn’t know, is practicing medicine in
Christchurch, New Zealand. No, that doesn’t mean I get the fringe
benefits of having a doctor for my sister. I wish you luck if you’re
planning to pull off doctor shopping techniques with her. She wouldn’t
even script her only brother, nay, her only sibling, benzodiazepines.
I have been trying to get her to give me some collectibles like pens
and notebooks, the sort of stuff pharmaceutical companies gives out
with names of recreational mediations on them, but I’ve never seen the
shadow of those. I have also been trying to get her to get some of
those “physician samples” of recreational pharms with neat packaging
but she won’t bring those back either. It’s just my luck that I get a
straight laced, law abiding sister.
If I had a sibling who appreciates recreational pharmaceuticals, I
would have taken the liberty of sending heaps of dextroamphetamine,
fentanyl lollipops, oxycodone and benzodiazepines with “Happy Birthday
– Enjoy! I know you will!” on it. I imagine that’s why I didn’t go into
medicine…I would have my license revoked very quickly, I suspect. 😉
