I ordered some ativan from FMI in December when word had it they were in upswing. Don't they seem to go into some sort of an upswing for a month or 2 every year and then become the laughingstock of IOPs for the rest of the year again? Then sometime in late fall a few miraculous stories pop up and we order again?

I needed the ativan because I was anticipating a nasty plane trip for an unpleasant purpose. I don't like ativan, but unfortunately it matched what my pitiless psychiatrist had prescribed when I begged him for something for the plane. Pitiless, I say, because the man prescribed me 4 .5mg lorazepam. And my pharmacy stocks geneva. I'm not the kind of person who can make it through take off unless I had to be transported on one of those airport golf carts for drunks and old people to my gate. I need to do two shots of vodka neat with a 5mg valium chaser each an hour before getting on the plane. I'm the last to board, to ensure that when I do, I have the full attention of the one straight male flight attendant when I attempt to pronounce, "I'm terribly afraid of flying, is there any possible way I can get a drink right now?" I have to do this before I take my seat and he realizes I'm in coach. With my vodka and cran and carry-on I slither and stumble back through the people and find my seat. Another 5mg of valium goes down with this drink. I don'y drink anymore after that--it wouldn't be ladylike. I switch to hydrating fluids. However, a couple of hours later, when the pilot announces that we are cruising around over our destination at 30 million feet and he is going to certainly not crash land us at the airport, another 10mg go down the gullet. This is the way it is. This started suddenly when I was in my ear;y-twenties. I will scream, cry, and chant, "we're ALL gonna die, we're ALL gonna die" loud enough for other passengers to hear (instead of under my breath, as when I'm sedated) if I do not follow the proper ritual of ingesting the magic potions that keep the big steel bird in the sky.

1 mg of ativan was not going to suffice to keep the plane in the air. So I ordered 100 more from FMI. But it was the !5% off Time Of The Month and 2 orders of ativan weren't enough to reach the 50$ limit. I think I was at 46, so I added the cheapest thing I could find. . .librium.

To his credit, my first 50 ativan arrived in just a few weeks, well before my impending airplane disaster. The second came not long after. Actually, I think they were all gone before the trip. I had been so worried that I actually placed orders with 4 different companies to ensure that I would not be dependant on 1 mg of ativan to get me through this.

The librium never came. I wrote to Daniel Maxx in February about it and he said he would reship. I guess he must have, because I got my first genuine love letter.

I figured I would let it go. The librium was "free".. . it was the 15 percent off. I had not been very impressed with the ativan, nor with the fact that my "2mg ativan" were embossed with "1" on the backs. ALso, this was my first love letter, and I now understood where my SE Asian meds were entering the country from. Never having had a problem receiving from my favorite IOPs in that area of the world (knock wood!) I thought it perhaps better not to pursue further correspondence.