Chain Reaction

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After what seems like an hour of playing phone tag with my PCPs office and my pharmacy on the hill. I finally got someone to call me back and respond. But that’s okay, I was already making contingency plans of the worse case scenario. Believe me I always do. You see, you don’t live a life successfully raising four healthy fairly well-adjusted adults. While dealing with your own mental health and chronic physical  health issues without a back-up plan, right? You don’t have a back-up plan? Oh Lawd!
 
Anyway, that’s not what I was going to write about today. I got up after another night of restless sleep with the mantra of being nice. Now for those of you that deal with me through social media and/or my stories, you may think, I’m already nice. Well, like most that hide behind the printed page, I can be a total jerk. Of course my wife and kids and anyone that deals with me face to face would add, “to say the least”. So I got up with the actual attitude of being nice today. But with my phone ringing and ringing and only getting automated messages. My polite smile gave way to the cynical planning I was going to take, if my silly little request for refills went unanswered.
 
I can see my oldest child’s eyes rolling to the back of her head now. But I was cool, the pharmacy actually called back promptly, for which I thanked them and left the tiniest of sly remarks about corporate greed. I am proud of myself, while my head is still fighting to find it’s Zen. I didn’t blow, up too much. As for my Doctor’s office not answering their phone, God help them. My whole point is, you can “kill way more flies with honey, then salt”. So do your damnest to stay pleasant, it’s really not worth it to spike your own blood pressure or aggravate anyone else in a chain reaction.