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Anyone Want To Rant? About Anything? I Do.

My mother used to be a doctor's receptionist many years ago. This was before computers and repeat prescriptions were hand written, usually by the receptionist, and all the doctor had to do was sign it. She tells me that this conversation was very common:

patient: I want a prescription for my tablets
receptionist (looking at patient's file): which ones do you need?
patient: the white ones
receptionist: what are they called?
patient: I don't know, they're white and they have a line on them
receptionist: you are on six different tablets, what are the ones you want for?
patient: I don't know, the doctor just told me to take them
receptionist: well I've been through the book and four of your six tablets are white. Can you bring the old pack in to see what it says

The patient usually got very cross at this point as he didn't want to go home and come back again, and expected the receptionist to know by some supernatural sense what he wanted.

And I heard a very similar conversation at my doctor's a couple of months ago, the patient had forgotten the the print off from his last prescription (the bit with all his medication listed on it) and expected the receptionist to order his medication even though he didn't know what it was. He said that he wasn't going to come back, he'd phone up instead, and got even more cross when the receptionist told him that he couldn't do that any more, they'd stopped phoned requests a couple of years ago.




After her experiences, my now 87 year old mother knows exactly what she's on, and why she takes the tablets.
 
Yes Essjay, that is very common! I have to check what medication patients are taking from time to time and sometimes all they know is "they're pills. White pills" and they don't know what they are called or why they are taking them even.
 
Yes Essjay, that is very common! I have to check what medication patients are taking from time to time and sometimes all they know is "they're pills. White pills" and they don't know what they are called or why they are taking them even.
My mom doesn't really know why she's taking Lipantil. But it's easy to deduce why:
She didn't hold the recommended diet but did not tell the doctor about that, so the doc thought that my mom isn't losing cholesterol even though she's holding a diet. This is why they recommended Lipantil to her. -.- Lies can get you MORE medicine to take.
 
Oh yeah, that's another thing that pisses me off, people that withold information from the doctor because they think they know better.
 
Oh yeah, that's another thing that pisses me off, people that withold information from the doctor because they think they know better.
Uh... no, she doesn't think she knows better. She just can't keep a proper diet, as it costs too much money. But she does have a fault when she eats sweets. Guess what she asked dad to buy her?
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^ Cozonac. Which is too sweet. And for someone with diabetes... mom sure loves sweets. Face-palm worthy.
 
That doesn't look good for someone with diabetes.

I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes 12 years ago. It was caught very early - I had to have a glucose tolerance test to prove I actually had it. My treatment was diet, and still is after 12 years. I stick to my diet. My uncle (well, dad's cousin's husband) had type 2 diabetes. He didn't stick to the diet. His wife had to follow him round the house confiscating food. She'd find him in the kitchen doing things like eating raisins from the packet. He had one leg amputated with gangrene and he had gangrene in the other leg when he died, he was just too frail to survive an operation. As I told my doctor when she said I was her star patient at the diabetes clinic, I keep my uncle in my mind as an example of what can happen if I don't stick to the diet. The last thing I want is to end up blind, legless and on renal dialysis.
 
That doesn't look good for someone with diabetes.

I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes 12 years ago. It was caught very early - I had to have a glucose tolerance test to prove I actually had it. My treatment was diet, and still is after 12 years. I stick to my diet. My uncle (well, dad's cousin's husband) had type 2 diabetes. He didn't stick to the diet. His wife had to follow him round the house confiscating food. She'd find him in the kitchen doing things like eating raisins from the packet. He had one leg amputated with gangrene and he had gangrene in the other leg when he died, he was just too frail to survive an operation. As I told my doctor when she said I was her star patient at the diabetes clinic, I keep my uncle in my mind as an example of what can happen if I don't stick to the diet. The last thing I want is to end up blind, legless and on renal dialysis.
Mom's is type 2 as well, she doesn't do insulin shots.
She has it for a long time but she doesn't eat sugar often, just that when she does, she eats a lot of it.
I think she got the diabetes not from sweets, as even before she didn't eat it often, but by not eating enough. She eats TWO meals a day and that's it. Morning: jam with bread, Evening: whatever is in the house (meat usually and very few vegetables).
I've read somewhere that this happens because of a gene that used to make assimilation more efficient when we go through hunger for long periods of time (which is what mom is doing by having so little food a day and replacing it with coffee and cigarettes).
She has been prescribed Siofor as medicine for diabetes, followed by the Lipantil for lying about the diet.

The only problems my mom shows are digestion-related: whenever she eats vegetables, she gets some digestive disturbances that require usage of the toilet more often...
 
Ok here we go,

Prams in shopping centres: This really rustles my jimmies. These women pushing their prams have no spacial awareness whatsoever its like a portable bulldozer. the women seem to look blankly forward as the move hastily towards you just using the pram to cut through crowds, if you don't them in time you risk getting clipped on the ankles. Same thing applies to the morons that just walk straight into you with a dazed expression on their face. Are these people just oblivious to there surroundings or have literally no spacial awareness? This then links perfectly into the mindless morons that just pull out in front of you when driving. Or even better cyclists that travel in pairs/groups taking up a whole bl**dy lane on a Sunday just so they can chat while they are cycling, HELLO you are on a road there are other people wanting to get past!

Another completely different topic, people that smell of B.O. Come on there is really no need, all it takes is a shower and deodorant its really not that hard, it would save people having their nostrils burned by the repulsive smell. One time 2 customers came in mother and adult son, spent 5 minutes in our aquatic shop and I swear to god I was gagging at the smell the whole shop stank. Taking shallow breaths and diving for the window the smell still took sodding half an hour to clear!
 
There's an old man who frequents my local library and he STINKS! Ruins the whole experience.

Sleepovers. Dear God. WHY???? I don't know who's worse-my two or their cousin. :S
 
Lately, a lot of people on the roads here started to smell like garlic... I guess Romania is either full of lazy people or it's the recession showing.
 
Same thing applies to the morons that just walk straight into you with a dazed expression on their face. Are these people just oblivious to there surroundings or have literally no spacial awareness

I'm one of those morons :p

Social anxiety means to cope in town or crowds (when i really have to suffer the experiance) means i 'zone out' or dissasociate from my surroundings. Means i sometimes walking into things and people. :no: :blush:
 
Same thing applies to the morons that just walk straight into you with a dazed expression on their face. Are these people just oblivious to there surroundings or have literally no spacial awareness

I'm one of those morons :p

Social anxiety means to cope in town or crowds (when i really have to suffer the experiance) means i 'zone out' or dissasociate from my surroundings. Means i sometimes walking into things and people. :no: :blush:
I don't like being in crowded areas either but mostly when I have to follow someone else. Other than that, I have this stupid habit of always putting everyone else on priority so I will always let others pass before me or move out of other people's way).
 
Lately, a lot of people on the roads here started to smell like garlic... I guess Romania is either full of lazy people or it's the recession showing.


Romania + Garlic = vampires :crazy:
 
Romania + Garlic = vampires :crazy:
And I must rant.
Why did some dude who liked to impale his enemies through the anus with steel pikes become known as a vampire when he didn't suck blood? And then why is Romania considered the country of vampires? We don't even have vampire bats, just insectivores.
 
Wlad the Impaler was badass.............I think he used to drink the blood of his enemies or something. There was a Queen somewhere that used to kill all the pretty young girls and bathe in their blood to keep herself from aging. Not sure what country she was from. Besides, Transylvania just sounds scary, who'd be afraid of a vampire from Hoboken New Jersey?
 

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