Saturday, July 10, 2010

How do they get all that water into one little pill?

As long as we're on the subject of health care . . . a week or 2 ago I went to the doctor just so she would renew my prescriptions. My previous doctor had prescribed the lowest dosage of Lisinopril, a blood pressure prescription. He said that it would protect my kidneys from my diabetes medicine, but my latest doctor said that my blood pressure is now officially high so she increased the dosage and added a water pill to the prescription.

I still had quite a few Lisinopril pills left, and goodness knows I don't like to waste medicine BECAUSE I don't like having to go to Kaiser-Permanente to get medicine; BECAUSE: 1) I don't like having to sit in the waiting room for an hour or so to see the doctor. 2) I don't like to be examined by the doctor. 3) I don't like having to stand in line leaning on my cane for half an hour in the pharmacy in order to tell the person in the window that my doctor has entered prescription(s) into the computer on my behalf. 4) Having to sit in the pharmacy waiting room for half an hour before my name shows up on the "board" to let me know that my prescription has been filled. 5) Having to stand in line teetering on my cane for half an hour in order to get back to the window to pick up my meds. 6) Having to spend a bunch of money for the privilege of spending half a day doing all the above.

Yeah, I know that all that stuff will seem like a day at the beach once the hell of Obama's crappy health care torture begins, but it's still a free market, so I'm still allowed to complain. These days of freedom will soon be gone the way of the dodo birds, once Barack Stalin-Obama has his way.

Anyway, I finally took one of the Lisinopril pills last night. I'm wearing a hole in the carpet between the computer and the john. I think that I might have to move my "home office" (which consists of a keyboard sitting on a TV tray, a monitor placed on top of a piece of furniture, the computer standing on top of an old TV stand, and a printer resting on top of a little step stool) to the bathroom and that would be a drastic move because I can't even see a TV from there. The TVs are all connected to DirecTV so there's no moving them.

I guess that when the government "health" care begins, my best bet will be just to request an appointment with the death squad counselors and get it over with.

1 comment:

  1. Ok, now there's got to be something positive in the world to talk about. the flowers are in bloom, the sky is blue, it's nice and warm . . . It's a nice reminder that God is with us through all our daily tribulations!

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