Midnight Express

I went on through to the Doctor’s surgery. A walk – in surgery, me in the capacity of a ‘new patient’, with a ficticious name etc. A very precarious situation, it was now 3pm so if anything went wrong  I was fucked. The Doctor was clad in this Covid style almost space suit looking outfit. Only her eyes and hair were visible. She flipped back her hair with both hands at my arrival so it looked favourable. ‘She’s a little attracted’ I thought to myself, so it stands to reason she will be prepared to prescribe in a liberal manner. I came out with several red herrings first, this was better than mentioning the true reason for my visit. Then I said “Doctor as of late I can’t sleep, I”. ” This is a walk in surgery, so it’s not in my remit to prescribe medication, particularly sleeping medication, go to your own doctor” she said sharply. This was it, I was fucked. ” I don’t have a doctor, I’ve enjoyed rude good health for years so I can’t remember the last time I was with a doctor” I said. ” I find that hard to believe, anyway I’m not going to charge you for today” she said. If a woman, physician or otherwise has made up her mind you will not be able to change it. I was thinking of the long night that lay ahead, this had to be avoided at all costs so I said ”  But Doctor, perhaps just this once maybe you could prescribe”. ” I’m not changing my mind” she said sternly. I had to accept defeat. She accompanied me out to the receptionist. ” No charge for this gentleman” she said.  What the fuck was I going to do, it was now 3.30 pm. I remembered seeing a prescription from 2021 in a drawer a few weeks ago that had been marked repeat X 1.  I don’t know how I missed the repeat part at the time but I was going to have to take the risk. My understanding is a prescription is considered null and void if 6 months has elapsed, this was 18 months so the chances were very slim but there was no other way. You do your best work when under the gun.

I got home and was rifling through drawers looking for the prescription. “What are you looking for?” She said. “An old prescription from 2021″ I said. ” I found that the other day, I put it downstairs.”  She said. She got the prescription for me. I drove up to a pharmacy I had never been to before, it was now 4.30 pm, time was running out. The adrenaline was pumping hard, I kept thinking of the customs scene in Midnight Express, I walked in with head held high and said to the female clerk ” The generic version of the Ambien please”. She went over to the pharmacist, the pharmacist studied the prescription, I watched her carefully, her neck stiffened, she looked at me, I looked back with an expressionless face. “Take a seat sir and I will prepare the Ambien for you”.

I got home in great form, “lets watch Midnight Express tonight” I said. ” No I want to watch married at first sight” she said. ” Fuck married at first sight, we’re watching Midnight Express, you’ll like it” I said.