The Bloody Doors Off

Allow me to rant a little.

I am experiencing symptoms. Sore throat, headaches, runny nose.

According to the doctors, I must self-isolate, even though I cannot access a rapid test or obtain a PCR test (unless I want to pay upwards to $300.00). It’s possible I just have a cold. But without a test, I have to assume the worst.

So fuck you to the Ontario government for that.

I self-isolate. There is no choice.

However, I need two prescriptions. One for my diabetes, one for the issue with my tongue.

I called the pharmacy just now. They won’t deliver to our address, despite being one fucking kilometre away. (A compounding pharmacy at Sheppard and Leslie, where I have a nasal spray on order (because there are no compounding pharmacies downtown) has delivered here in the past.)

Therefore, I must venture out in public, possibly spread whatever it is I have.

Because I need my medicine.

And then inform them of the possible exposure.