Going on the second day without Effexor, and full disclosure: it's entirely my fault. PCM was a stellar guy and got my renewal input pretty quick back in April.
Problem is that these renewals are only good for fourteen days (and they make it clear that this is ten business days), and... welp, time is bleeding together for me these days.
Tried getting the refill yesterday, but the lady at the window said there was no way.
So...
Feeling woozy.
Feeling gross.
Feeling anxious.
Angry.
Just wanna crawl into a safe li'l hole and lay low.
If time travel ever becomes a thing, gonna go back and punch myself in the dick for being so terrible about procrastination.