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Just stopping in to read eveything in between downloading my portfolio and resume on my NEW JUMP DRIVE ( I love it! I feel like such a technogeek with it, and AIFG?!), watching all of this season's 24 and snarfing too much excellent pizza.
When I'm standing up there getting frustrated trying to teach bored kids why it;s important to learn how to think and consider one's personal viewpoints and ethics, it's y'all I'll be thinking of as exemplars.
I need these plates
Ooh, pretty.
Well, I just figured out why my mom didn't seem to understand how much work a Ph.D. entailed.
She didn't understand how much work a Ph.D. entailed. She thought it was simply a matter of taking more classes. She didn't realize there were years of hardcore research involved, and it could take any number of years until you accumulated enough data to write a thesis.
She keeps asking me if it was possible to make a living with a Master's. And maybe I'm becoming better about not snapping at her, or maybe I'm just so bloody tired, but my responses were delivered...less snappishly. "Lots of people make a living with a Master's. Lots of people make a living without one. Don't worry. I'll find something."
I just want this post b/c it's the DRD number.
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And now that I've obtained it, off to bed!
t edit one more time I just numberslutted a DRD number. No wonder I can't get laid.
Ah, it's lefty liberal Christian night.
Well, since I've ragged on the Catholic Church and ranted at the Christian Right, it's only fair for me to note Some people live their faith (Liberation Theology Nun killed defending the poor in Brazil).
Also, Local columnist Jon Caroll has to eat a small amount of crow after making broad generalizations about Christians. To his credit, he makes a graceful mea culpa.
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It's good to be an informed, intelligent consumer, but I shouldn't have to maintain this kind of watch over my husband's health. The new drug the doc wants him to take is Aciphex. $150 for a month's worth. We gasped and said we'd get back to them. My company does matching funds before we hit the drug deductable, so I was going to chat with the accountant for an advance.
Not anymore, I'm not. I just checked with WebMD for infor on Aciphex. Saw the list of known drugs that have iffy inter-reactions. Yep, there's one Hubby's already on. Do not take the two together before you talk to the doctor. Now, we showed them Hubby's drug list. I'd bet good money the doctor never saw that list, he just automatically prescribes Aciphex for acid reflux. The drug aggrivates liver problems, as do several of Hubby's current drugs. Fortunately, this probably means we'll get a cheaper version.
Beware, the intelligent, protective wife with an Internet connection.
You're good, Connie. And your doctor kinda blows for not checking what drugs your husband was already taking. Geez.
I'm figuring the doc today has an automatic "Acid reflux, prescribe Acifex." I'll be generous and not wonder what the drug rep bought for him for Christmas.
