Why are You wasting so much time thinking about shit? You can just fill a prescription at each of the 8 pharmacies within easy walking distance and be fine until Ship gets back in contact or your drug glands come back online. Then you can eat vegetables to excess, sleep for a few days, good as new.
Nearest pharmacy's the America First! Pharmacy, where they don't deign to provide medicine or toilet paper to blacks or Arabs or Mollkins or anyone they perceive to be liberals. A strange policy, but Earth's a fundamentally Greedist culture the world over not a corner untouched, so fuck it. They're ethical. Unless you can't get in and get your drugs of course. Then they are the enemy. Very briefly the enemy.
But nah they'll sell you the pills. When you're in full self-control you can run the gamut of pigmentation and with enough time you can force Your face to reshape, but other than that you're grown from the straight-up bland old boring landrace basic human template and you couldn't pass for Mollkin without professional makeup artists and you're not a professional makeup artist without your uplink to Ship because why the fuck would you store that locally? Something You need what, once a year? In the fucking meat you're going to store that? The meat is for other things.
COME ONLINE DRUG GLANDS COME ONLINE DRUG GLANDS COMEONLINEDRUG GLANDSCOMEONLINE COMEONCOMEONCOMEON nothing huh. Ok back to the pharmacy plan then. Will the OFTL sell you the meds. You check yourself in the mirror. You look like a brainwashed Robert Redford, you're good.
And hey! It seems, looking down at your hip, that You're visibly armed already too. Big old revolver on your hip. Where'd you even get that? You check it out; it's loaded, no serial number, yours now. You head on over to the America First! Pharmacy with a prescription for 60 mg of Valium a day and your "wallet."