Not pitworthy, more a sad commentary on a friendship that is rather suddenly over.
I’m seeing a pain management specialist for sympathetic mediated pain in my leg, and he has me on small doses of a prescription painkiller. He knows how much of it I really need, and so is very careful about not over-prescribing, so I usually end up with at most one or two days’ extra when I see him next. I saw him last Thursday, got my new prescription filled Friday, finished up the last pill from my old prescription tonight, and pulled out the new bottle from the drawer of my desk where I keep my prescriptions well out of sight of anyone except the most assiduously snoopy. I’d noticed the bottle was nearly full when I’d picked it up Friday; it was a slightly different medication, so I’d opened it and physically compared a pill to my last prescription.
Except that when I picked it up, I realized it’s not nearly full any more. A friend, who we’ll call K, was over two days this weekend helping me pack for my upcoming cross-country move. K had had dental surgery with two stitches, and she’d taken all the medication her dentist had given her but said her mouth still hurt. She was able to eat and drink okay, so she didn’t seem to be exactly suffering. But I had to run out for some more packing supplies, and while I was gone apparently she dug through my things till she found my prescription and helped herself to 12 of the 30 pills in the bottle.
So now I don’t know whether I should report this to any authorities (other than my doctor, who I’m going to tell because I believe he should know – not that he’ll replace the medication without a police report, so since I’m trying to get off the medication anyway so I’ll just have to space it out more and take less and probably hurt more till my next scheduled appointment). I have no proof that K took the pills, but I know the bottle was full Friday and she’s the only other person who was in my house all weekend.
I really hesitate about filing a police report over this; it’s not worth 12 pills, frankly, and I have no actual proof that she took them. I also don’t want to pile more on her righth now; she’s a recently dumped single mom with two toddlers and a deadbeat ex, and I think she’s mostly just really struggling. But I did send her an email tonight asking her to please be honest with me and tell me if she took the pills – and why I’m quite sure she did – and tell her I no longer want her over at my house because I just don’t feel like I can trust her.
Mostly, though, I’m just really bummed. I hate it when someone does something sneaky like that.
I just don’t know where to go from here. Except finish my packing without her assistance.