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serenity blaze
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25 posted 01-18-2007 05:13 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Hush?

I worked for the state of Louisiana, DHHR, pharmacy services.

I had no idea at that time just how abrasive Rifampin was--then I was prescribed it later--and well, I have strange meds reactions anyhow, but this stuff?

Nod, turned EVERYTHING orange. Then, and shaking my head, here, 'cause here I go again embarrassing m'self on the internet, but all my soft fleshy places (the inside of my mouth, and yep, those other places too, blistered so badly it was like I was burnt.

But yep, "Pharmacy services, Miss Hood speaking, how may I help you?"

And at the same time, my sister, twist, worked upstairs for Food & Drug Control!

That's kinda scary in itself, in a giggly sorta way. We'd go out for drinks after work on Fridays (or Thursdays or Mondays or) but anyhoo, people seldom believed us when we told them where we worked.

In retrospect, I guess it is hard to believe. But I really did enjoy aspects of the job that some folks might find surprising. And nope, it wasn't 'cause my hand was in the cookie jar either.

I got a great deal of personal satisfaction working with a lovely and very dedicated pharmacist on the Handicapped Children's Program. (I was pretty militant and protective of those kids.) And because you work in the medical field, you would know that is where the "real" drugs were--but it never occurred to me to swipe drugs from a sick child. And I promise you, I may have been late a lot, but those kids always got their meds on time, if not early.

The rest of the stuff was birth control and TB. You know, basic Health Unit services.

All of this amuses me now, because part of my job was to perform the daily backup of the entire computer system for the state pharmacies. This was back in the days of DOS too--I only got computer confused with advent of Windows! Sheesh.

But yep, I'm about to ruin my own reputaton, because I'm scared of pretty much everything.

And OH.

I just found out that my daughter has an odd fear too.

Garden Gnomes.

Yep. Those cute (or tacky) little garden dwarves...the poor kid has nightmares about 'em. And it's not like she's a little kid either. She's fifteen!

My mini-me...grin

OH, and to answer your question, No. No one was ever offered money to take their meds then. I have no idea what's up with that now. But I can certainly understand needing some sort of incentive.

But I ramble.

and OH. I just thought of something else that scares me.

Rosie O'Donnell. It has nothing to do with her sexual preference either. I'm just afraid I might be turning into her.

(I'd much rather turn into Kathy Bates--she seems like she might be occasionally happy.)



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26 posted 01-19-2007 10:17 AM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

What's scarey about Rosie? I like her.
Hmmm.....her hair isn't the greatest...but that shouldn't scare you. Although, one time I dyed my hair sort of a greyish/greenish colour(no,not on purpose} and that really scared the bejeebers out of me. Dad said I looked cute, like a little squirrel, but the mirror told the truth.
  ummm....what was the question?
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27 posted 01-19-2007 12:15 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

I love Rosie, and love you too - and there is absolutely nothing wrong with being a snoring, over-opinionated, politically active, outspoken lesbian.  We have to give her a bit of a break, she too goes through the change of life.

Oh back to the question, well I am really starting to be afraid of the weater here, really!
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28 posted 01-19-2007 01:09 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Too funny I said I was afraid of the weater, and it should obviously have been, weather.  If you add "wetter" to that list, you have all my phobias in one room actually.  This puppy is very scary I tell you - anyone got a big cork out there?

Between the wetter, the weather, and cabin fever, I think I am loosing my marbles, so exiting now.
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29 posted 01-19-2007 01:18 PM       View Profile for LeeJ   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LeeJ

what scares me?

hmmmm, spiders,
snakes,
when someone smiles at me, LOL, just kidding...
ahhh hemmm...
heights, get dizzy standing on the sofa changing the curtains...
Loud noise, including my own singing...
shopping
and women who live for shopping...
haunted houses
Brokeback Mountain
Food
Judge Judy...
Donald Trump's Hair
reality tv shows
X hubby
and
balancing my check book (break out in a cold sweat)

[This message has been edited by LeeJ (01-19-2007 05:13 PM).]

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30 posted 01-19-2007 04:49 PM       View Profile for Christopher   Email Christopher   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Christopher

Until I had a child, I feared nothing. Now, however, I get constant frights, what with him scaling counters like a cat, bouncing off numerous hard surfaces with his head, learning how to bypass the child safety locks (what a joke) to get at various harmful implements or the pharmaceuticals that we THOUGHT were safe, being tucked in an upper cabinet with a child lock and child proof caps...

As far as things I just out and out fear - there are none. Life will go as it goes and come what may, it's all part of the package. I just hope for continued good luck in avoiding serious mishaps on those I love... I can handle the pains, but would keep them from any i can...
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31 posted 01-19-2007 06:35 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

smile...I think it was you, C, that I said the same exact thing to...

I wasn't afraid of anything until I had kids, but it took having kids for me to value life.

They do that.

Love ya bunches good daddy dude!
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32 posted 01-23-2007 04:59 PM       View Profile for hush   Email hush   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for hush

Yeah, in certain communities with a high prevalence of TB, there are incentive probgrams where patients are paid to take their meds- since, as I'm sure you know, one missed dose (in the six, or nine, or however many months-long regiment) means it's time to start over at dose one... and for people who are symptomless carriers, (or sick people who just feel worse on the meds), they figure "why take it?"

Sick kids... nah, that's not where the good drugs are. Hospice is where the good drugs are... but I put stealing morphione from someone dying of cancer right up there on the "bad person" scale with stealing a sick kid's meds.

Incidentally, I know poeple who are scared of working on Hospice units because of all the poeple who've died there... I loved working on the Hospice floor... very quiet, and adequate staffing. I'm a firm believer that a dying person deserves an hour-long bath if they want it... or their pain meds and peace and quiet if they want that. In hospice, there's so much less "hold on, your needs must wait" because their need for comfort and companionship is the biggest, most important need...

Anyway, I digress. I fear being 95 years old and at death's door anyway, under the defibrillator paddles... or with a vent and a feeding tube.
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33 posted 01-23-2007 08:14 PM       View Profile for wwzwlmd8   Email wwzwlmd8   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for wwzwlmd8

my room when it's dark.

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34 posted 02-04-2007 10:58 PM       View Profile for Angel4aKing   Email Angel4aKing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Angel4aKing

Telling others my fears....

~~~kingsangel~~~

 
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