Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
I spent most of today trying to straighten out the prescription fiasco. I feel like a made a million phone calls. And of course, at the beginning of each call I had to field inquiries from their idiot computer.
What a royal pain in the butt.
It was a multiplicity of errors. Part was my fault for not noticing on my “after visit summary” ( from a couple of weeks ago) that the wrong pharmacy was listed. OK, my bad, but I have not used that pharmacy in 3 years. Someone at the doctor’s office screwed up there.
Then the pharmacist told me (on the phone) that my insurance would not cover it. I said I have been getting this scrip all this year and they have paid for it (their portion, anyway). Then when the pharmacist said she could get the prescription she gave me another drug name. I told her that was the wrong drug.
I have a really bad feeling about this.
Supposedly I can go there tomorrow and pick up my prescription.
Bottom line–I am going to open the bag in the store tomorrow to make sure it is the right prescription.
I am now going to have a glass of wine and make my supper.
Tomorrow has got to be better.
God bless everybody.
Patty
Sometimes, the stresses of life can seem truly overwhelming. You solve one issue and the next day another problem crops up. Sort of like whack a mole.
I realized this morning that I had not gotten an e mail from the pharmacy telling my my prescription was ready. I take one prescription daily–once a day, in the morning. It is a breathing medication and should be taken at the same time every day. I am scrupulous about the time. I called Walgreens and by some miracle got through to the pharmacy. That’s a once-in-a-millenium piece of luck. The pharmacist informed me that the prescription had been cancelled. Cancelled? A breathing medication?
I only have one dose left.
You may have noticed that no doctors work on Saturday anymore.
At least, none around here.
I called the office, it rang for about 5 minutes, then disconnected.
I ended up calling my sister in law who is a nurse-practitioner. She told me to call the doctor’s office again–as someone has to be on call.
I called back and someone answered this time. She said she would contact the Dr. on call and they would call me back. I gave her my number and the number for Walgreens.
Now I can’t do the errands I wanted to do–have to wait for the call.
I know, I know if I got a cell phone I could do both.
Maybe I’ll invest in a dumb phone (just for calls).
Let’s see what the rest of the day will bring.
I hope it’s good. It’s got to be better than this morning.
Patty
From January 7, 2017
For years I’ve been looking for these, and the closest I could come is this video. Actually, the “Diet Helper” shoes demonstrated by this pair of sages very closely resemble what I have in mind.
My friends across the street always seemed to be the first to get really weird toys that defied our efforts to play with them. Stilts, for instance. But weirdest of all were these shoes with great big springs under them, that were supposed to help you bound around the playground like a kangaroo.
They looked like they should work exactly as expected, but no! We tried and tried, but all that ever happened was, we fell down. Maybe we weren’t heavy enough for the springs. Otherwise, the shoes sort of fit. You just couldn’t go anywhere in them, except down.
Sixty years later, I would love to give them another try. True, the pogo stick was my true art form. You shoulda seen me pogo-stick up and down the bleachers on the football field, up and down the cellar stairs. If my mother could have ever seen that, she would have taken forceful action, if she didn’t keel over in a faint first.
But spring shoes? Oh, to locomote like a human super-ball! Fond dreams of youth…
From May 4, 2020
(Okay, Byron, this had better be good! I passed up a really cute baby rhino video for it.)
After about three months, things get exciting for a baby quokka and his mother: he’s growing too big for the pouch, and he needs to be weaned off milk and onto real food.
Before we titter at quokkas for being fooled by a robot quokka, remember who shut down their whole country because of some guy’s cockamamie computer model.
Last night was one of the worst nights of my life for sleep.
I went to bed at my normal time–no problem there.
Then I woke up at one o’clock. Fell back to sleep, then woke up at two o’clock. Every hour on the hour I would wake up. This went on until 5 AM and I gave up and got up. It was close enough to my normal getting-up time anyhow. Needless to say, I was totally drained all day.
I only have 2 cups of coffee per day. My first cup is 3/4 regular and 1/4 decaf. The second cup which I start around noon and finish around 4 is all decaf. I have even given up chocolate as it disturbs my sleep. Try waking up around 3AM standing up beside your bed. That little episode was triggered by chocolate. No more Lindt truffles for this gal. I’ve never had this problem before, and I know that part of the problem is not enough exercise. I have to work out some sort of schedule so I can get that in. Right now my life is still in flux. So many changes have taken place in less than a year that I’m having difficulty “finding my feet” so to speak. I am very busy and doing a lot of stuff, but I know regular exercise would make a big difference.
Aside from that, all is as OK .
See you tomorrow.
God bless everybody.
Patty
From May 5, 2013
Among my favorite Bible passages, and an ongoing inspiration to my Bell Mountain novels, is I Corinthians 1: 17-31. Let me share an excerpt from it:
“For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God. For it is written, I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and will bring to nothing the understanding of the prudent…
“Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men. For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called; but God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; and base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are…”
The mighty enterprise of humanism and unbelief, which exalts evil and devalues good, which advertises itself as the means to establish paradise on earth while all the time creating hell, to which virtually the entire ruling class of the Western world subscribes–this great ship of wickedness and folly has already sprung a multitude of tiny leaks which go undetected by the wise, but will nevertheless sink it as surely as the iceberg sank the Titanic.
In spite of himself, atheist pinhead H.G. Wells delivered this message in his The War of the Worlds, in which the irresistible Martian invasion was undone, brought utterly to nothing, by the puniest and least noticeable forms of life on earth–ordinary germs and microbes. As a parable or fable, Wells’ novel brilliantly restates the lesson taught in I Corinthians 1.
As does the historical fact that when God wished to save the world, He sent not armies of angels, but a single baby in a manger: who died not as an armed conqueror, but as a victim on a cross. And now lives.
Yes, it’s foolishness, all right. And it, O unbelieving world, will swallow your worldly wisdom whole.
From October 13, 2017
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