All I asked was for him to pick up a prescription at the drug store on his way home from church. Apparently that was too hard because I got the snippy response of “Just how many prescriptions are you taking?”. Awesome. No I’m not going to have that conversation. It really isn’t any of him damn business. He has no concept of how chronic pain works. Would I love to not take them? Absolutely! But it’s my reality right now and for the foreseeable future. So how about just doing it for me so I don’t have to waste your gas driving back to that side of town when you’re coming that way.
Yeah. Probably bitchy of me. But dealing with anxiety, side effects and pain is making me a less than happy camper. The appointment with the rheumatologist can’t come fast enough.
To all you animal rights activists, FU! You’re either ignorant or hypocrites.
OK, now that I’ve got that out of my system…
I was listening to a podcast last night where they aired irate emails about someone they had featured who had done pain research. One person felt that it’s okay to do animal research, but not on pain. Hypocrite. Either it’s okay or it’s not. Another one said it’s okay to do pain research but you should use diseased animals. Idiot. You know nothing about how science works. Then there was the person who said pain research should be done on humans. Why is hurting an animal not okay, but a human is. Because they can give consent? I call bullshit on that. And I have a feeling there are quite a few anti animal research people out there who would change their tunes if it lead to a cure of something that a loved one had.
I’m fine with animal research. We can’t do biomedical research without starting with animal models. I personally don’t want to go back into the dark ages.
And yes, comments on this will be closed because I don’t feel like debating my opinions with someone who probably doesn’t want to hear counter arguments. My blog. My prerogative. Don’t like it, read somewhere else.