April 7th, 2010

surya

And the meth-heads dance in harmony with the music of the rides. . .

Today, I ran afoul of the pseudoephedrine purchase limits while picking up some generic Sudafed at Target. I was denied purchase at the Pharmacy.

How I somehow managed to purchase in excess of 9 grams in the past 30 days is beyond me, but between Maggie and I each having a cold that's lasted for over two weeks at this point will do that, I guess. To put it in perspective, a single box of 20 12-hour "nasal decongestant" products contains 2.4g of pseudoephedrine, meaning that between the two of us, we've each apparently been taking 240mg of pseudophedrine (the regular 24-hour dose) each day for roughly 37 days.

In my mind, this totally doesn't add up. I started getting sick, myself, around Friday of last week (so, about 12 days ago). I stopped taking pills when we last ran out, which was about 5 days ago. I ended up taking approximately 1200mg total during that period (I happen to know, because I skipped a few doses and finished took every pill in a single blister pack, which holds 10 pills at 120mg each.

To complicate things more, all this math means that I am the sole provider of pseudoephedrine in the household, which simply isn't true: Maggie bought the last box.

So, somehow I exceeded the limit of purchasable pseudoephedrine, but I don't really know how. Something is not adding up in my mind. Unless I'm just a dangerous drug dealer too hyped on Meth to know that he's a dangerous drug dealer hyped on Meth.

I guess anything is possible.