I lied to my doctor. I wanted pills for the flight, since one of the many transatlantic flights I will be taking in these these next few months is economy. I asked for Valium, and he gave me Xanax. I�m learning how the pharmaceutical requests work: ask for more than you want, and they will give you the next level down. If I ask for Vicodin, they will give me extra-strength ibuprofen, which scares me because I don�t like the idea of what it�s doing to my liver. But Vicodin and Xanax, which changes the brain chemistry, are ok I guess.