Teppy, I understand the reasons, but I still find it aggravating. Plus, getting treated like a criminal by the pharmacist is so much fun. As long as I am only refilling it every 30 days and my doctor says I need it, I should just be able to go to the pharmacy and get what I need.
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I could understand a restriction on prescriptions written to high-school students (because abuse of prescription drugs IS a fairly serious problem in schools these days), but dude, once you're over 18, the chances of your meds being sold on the schoolyard go WAY THE FUCK DOWN.
Yeah, well, thank you War on Drugs, and crime alarmism in general. Crime alarmism is one of those things that has no relation to the actual statistics on crime.
Teppy, I understand the reasons, but I still find it aggravating. Plus, getting treated like a criminal by the pharmacist is so much fun. As long as I am only refilling it every 30 days and my doctor says I need it, I should just be able to go to the pharmacy and get what I need.
Oh, I wasn't disagreeing with you. It's extremely aggravating, especially the treat-you-like-a-criminal part.
For a similar drug, at my HMO I have to physically take the signed paper prescription down one floor to the pharmacy. All the rest of the prescriptions go through the computer system.
Ginger, did you see my antibiotic post to you?
Blah. I just got an update related to my dad's cousin's husband, which sounds like he should be a distant relative, but isn't. Anyway, here's the sitch-from an email I sent this morning.
Most of y'all know about my redneck trailer-lovin' family, and our favorite relatives who exemplify why we love being Morgans, Bo and Rita. Rita is my father's cousin on his father's side and Bo is her husband. They lived across the dirt road from my grandparents in their double wide for as long as I can remember. Their double wide-with shag carpet, ginormous old school projector tv (with the red green and blue bulbs, living room suite by La-Z-Boy, garden tub bathroom, built on pool room, above ground pool in the front yard, and a courregated metal mailbox out front reading, "Borita"- was the only place Jon and I could share a room before we were married. They let Kara and I hang out over there long after our grandparents had gone to sleep. We would hang out with Bo, drinking Jack Daniels and smoking Harley Davidsons. They took care of my grandparents and now my ill uncle.
Anyway, Kara called yesterday to tell me Bo is in the hospital. He came down with pneumonia and finally decided he was feeling bad enough to go to the hospital in Mansfield (why we keep sending people to the hospital in Mansfield when the just have to be transported to Shreveport anyway, I'll never know). They sent him to Shreveport (WK Piermont) yesterday. Kara said the last 24 hours were critical-either he would get better or he was in bad shape. Last I heard, things don't look well and they are going to take a look at his organs to see how much damage they have.
Last year seemed like a bad year to be a Morgan, and I'd like this year to be different (in fact I have decreed no dead relatives this year). Thoughts and well wishes are welcome.
Things don't look good. Family is going up to be with him at the hospital today.
Yeah, I've got a similar prescription, and there have been a few times when I've realized I need a refill right before I'm about to go out of town, and the doctor's not allowed to call in the prescription like he can with anything else. He's got to mail it to me and then I've got to physically bring the piece of paper to the pharmacy.
ION, I am sick of Passover. I'm also considering trying to make eggless matzo balls. I've got a recipe, but I have a different idea about how to make it work that I want to try.
once you're over 18, the chances of your meds being sold on the schoolyard go WAY THE FUCK DOWN.
Right? I rant about it once a month, and *I'm* not even the one taking it.
oh, I've got another reason -- if they dispense it by the month, you have to pay by the month. I was originally prescribed Seasonale, which comes in three month packs, one copay. Insurance co. refused to dispense it because they wanted me to pay every month. fuckers.