My Mom called Zerbo’s today to make sure that they have all of my supplements to pick up on the 19th. They had everything. My Mom will pick them up on the 19th when we get our haircut.
We have fallen into this routine, organically, really, I think:
Probably about five or six months ago, my Mom spoke with the owner of Zerbo’s. Her name is Clara and she remembered me coming in there with Sean. She asked about me and how I am doing. My Mom told her that I see my naturopath in Flat Rock now and she told her the state of my MS. I am homebound now. They discussed that I could special order my supplements from Zerbo’s every month.
So this is what we do now:
On the first Monday of the month, my Mom will call Zerbo’s and either talk to Clara or leave her a message for which supplements I need. I then tell my Mom again just before coming in to get the supplements. Just to make sure they are there. My supplements are all there now and there’s something satisfying about that.
So, it seems that I am part of Clara‘s ‘special shelf’ (a shelf reserved for special orders) and I have been there for three months. So it seems that three’s a charm!
The weather is cold, and that is terrible but you have to take wins where you can get them, I suppose. I’m happy that my supplement schedule makes more sense to me now and the fact that I can just order them directly from the store. Such a relief!
Because now, I understand how important it is for me to have my supplements as my diseases progresses. My Mom has been telling me that for a while but now I have no choice but to listen. I feel terrible without them! I tell her that, “I can’t afford them.” But my Mom counters with, “You can’t afford NOT to have them.”