Gather round children and hear my tale...
So everything changed today. I must have gotten the best sleep ever, woke up feeling NORMAL.
I had plans and decided to do them. Drove to base and on the way I was struck by how beautiful the fall leaves were. One road was just lined with cottonwoods that turn the most beautiful bright golden in fall. Thanking the Lord the whole time for letting me see it all. Get on base, go the pharmacy and decide if I still felt better enough (sometimes my energy has drained fast since I've been ill) I'd stop in at the Dollar Tree (Pound Shop UK version) and maybe...just maybe call from the parking lot then pick up a margherta pizza from the brewery because I can pass it on the way home.
Very often the base pharmacy has a line. It goes pretty fast but having been sickly, sometimes it makes me feel anxious waiting. Anyway walk in and there is NO one in line. Place is empty! Pick up my RX and leave...stop on the way to the parking lot to admire an oak tree whose leaves are crimson (!!) red my absolute favorite fall color! I figure I can't pick off any leaves without getting charged with some kind of base vandalism but I would have LOVED to have a branch of those! (I have a thing for nature and trees. I'm sure it never shows on the board.
) Go to the car and drive away and decide I feel just fine (Thanking God for that!) and go on to the Dollar Tree. I just wanted to see if they had this one shape of unfinished wood pieces to put away for next year's craft sales. It's almost as good as getting clearance prices at different places I get craft supplies and that's how I stock up a few things for the following year. So...
I go inside and realize right away that I had better do a restroom stop. I drink water like crazy all day. TMI I know. I go to the restrooms and both doors are locked. I walk away and see if I can find a store worker when this man with a name tag comes my way. He says he's the assistant manager and can unlock the door for me...he stops to put a box in the back room.Then comes out and we walk over to the restrooms. The restrooms are for womever..not male or female. He unlocks the door and I step in, the door starts to close when all of a sudden he opens it again and says WAIT.
Someone's been doing FENTANYL in here, I can smell it.
I get OUT of there immediately. I knew I smelled something but I've never smelled FENTANYL in my life so I didn't recognize it as anything but a smell. Ask him if it's going to do anything to me...he said probably not
only if you stayed in there a while and breathed in the smell. (How does HE know that, huh?). I tell him, okay now I don't feel SAFE here. I start to walk away and a lightning bolt of anxiety shoots through my body from head to toe. I can FEEL it. I'm like I've already been so sick for so long and I'm gonna get struck down in a dollar store by some drug I don't even do? That's it? That's my end? But I don't know if it's exposure to FENTANYL or not. I try to talk myself down off the ledge and look for the wood shapes. Didn't really see any but I can't even THINK at that point so I'm like...I'm getting the H out of here. If I feel ill in the car I'm going to call EMS and let them roll an ambulance right up the store and let them deal with Dollar Tree after they take care of me.
Go the car...calm down. Drive across the parking lot/car park to IHOP (restaurant family style) and ask to use the restroom because...tell them about Dollar Tree and their FENTANYL (in Jersey we'd call that putting DT's s**t in the street--exposing their nasty secret.) In and out of the clean restroom with NO FENTANYL in it then back to the car. Driving I feel a little like panic is taking over BUT I say to myself and God...NO, I'm not letting this steal my joy I have today. Then I get to thinking about spiritual warfare and how connected I was feeling to the Spirit and in that case, if you believe in spiritual warfare, Satan is going to do whatever he/it can do to wreck you. Basically...not today Satan! I was feeling so good and you're NOT getting me and you're NOT going to take away my joy today.
I pull off the road and call in my pizza order.
Drive on down to the brewery to pick up the pizza and it dawns on me...if the restrooms are locked at Dollar Tree...someone had to have unlocked it for whoever did the FENTANYL (unless it was a store employee or that manager!) and if they did unlock the door for the FENTANYL user...they would have had to come back to lock it again and before doing that they would have had to OPEN the door to make sure it was empty and they would have had to SMELL the FENTANYL, too.
So what is going on at the Dollar Store? Also...people around here need to exercise caution in public restrooms. When I got home and told the Boy he says that is why this one place he goes to for coffee with the retired guys CLOSED all their restrooms!
So. I had a lovely day. I could have nearly died but instead I got pizza! Ate two slices. It was SO good and my tummy seems perfectly fine with it!
The End.
p.s. The Brewery we go to is kind of like a sports bar thing...a little like an English Pub with a bar and a full menu of something for everyone. I love places like that where you can get just anything everyone likes so it's not just like all Italian or whatever. They brew their own ale (you can see the tanks or whatever they are called). You could sit at the bar, drink your preferred drink, watch the big screens sports stuff and eat I guess...appetizers or a meal, or sit in booths or at tables. I hear the ale is really good...I just don't drink. Had a sip of stout (?) once it was really good! It's whatever you feel like doing also they have outside seating. It's really a nice place. Dress up or come as you are. Bring the kids or no kids.
The Margherita Pizza is LOVELY!!!! <3
Except for the near death experience I had a GREAT DAY!