I hate thieves

I've always hated thieves. You never know what someone is going through.

I have medicine delivered regularly. I had to leave town for an emergency trip because my mother had passed out and refused medical attention. My medicine was due to come the next morning. I was going to contact my neighbor to see if she could grab it for me, but she works nights so I didn't want to disturb her. I decided to call the pharmacy to reschedule, but with the situation with my mother, it slipped my mind. I was only gone a couple of days since we found that she was doing much better. I came home to nothing but soon realized my medicine was supposed to be delivered. I called my post office and pharmacy and both confirmed that it had been delivered. I wondered if my neighbor realized I wasn't home and picked it up for me When she got home from work I knocked on her door and asked her. Her answer was "no" I thought I give it a shot and ask my other neighbor just in case. He said that he'd seen it, but he hadn't brought it in. He did, however, mention someone who didn't live in our area pass by. (I stay in an apartment complex, so this particular area, no one should really be except those who live there. He said he didn't know if he took it or not though.

Thankfully. my pharmacy is going to replace the medicine.
These are very important medicine that aid in stabilizing lupus and my kidney transplant.

I pray that this happens to no one. Had my pharmacy hadn't agreed to replace the medicine,I wouldn't know what to do. My life would be in danger.