Hi Kiya,

I forgot to answer your question. Can they be mailed to me? Possibly. I'm going to call my m.d. and see if she'll give new samples to my son to send me. The thing is that the samples are in bottles stored in boxes. They would have to be removed and re-packaged. I feel I have asked my son to do so much and while I don't believe he would tell me no, I don't think I could bear to hear the sigh of a righteously put upon young man. He's got a full-time summer school schedule and my asking doesn't really allow him to say no. In fact, he just sent me a package of my mail and other stuff that I received today.

Anyway, I found a couple of pills that I can cut that will last me until I see my caseworker or find a free clinic (if that's even possible in this time of cutbacks). In my new place I am eligible for medical, but not for assistance on prescriptions. I hope my new docs have meds.

I was pushing myself to walk and face some of my old fears about walking alone in new places. I came to the conclusion that be homeless and jobless at the same time is akin to death and raises my childhood fears of being terrified into helplessness.

I'm proud that I trusted myself to feel my fears and trust that if anything happened I could take care of myself. In the process, the thought that this situation makes me feel like I'm dying also helped me recognized how much grief and loss I am experiencing. I am an older women and ageism is alive and well in the business world. I mean, folks can tell just from your resume about how old you are...ah, I digress.

I lost my post, but not all is lost. Thanks for checking back with me.

River