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Lol, I still have trouble trying to separate which Casey is which. They both do the exact same things...
 
Eliquis is over $800 for a month. I wish all medications were off their brand name and into generics.


That's shocking isn't it? They have to pay for all those TV commercials I guess. All those drug commercials are ridiculous to me. They must be targeting the doctors who can prescribe the drugs. Otherwise, I just don't get it. :wacko:
 
That's shocking isn't it? They have to pay for all those TV commercials I guess. All those drug commercials are ridiculous to me. They must be targeting the doctors who can prescribe the drugs. Otherwise, I just don't get it. :wacko:

They are also trying to pay for the research and development before the generics are able to come out. It is still a nasty business to charge so much for medications that are supposed to help people.

Also for my survival stash, I have each container labeled with the next expiration date of any perishables. I replace the items and use up the nearly expired about a month before the date. I use page protectors with the list of what is in there and use dry erase markers on the cover for the dates.

For containers I use cat litter buckets that have been washed out and dried. They stack nicely and I know I can pick them up if needed. Have to make sure I can handle them on my own.
 
I know people who drive down into Mexico to pick up brand name pres. medications cheap. I remember back when Rogain (hair treatment) was very expensive here, Mexican pharmacies had them at a fraction of the cost, without prescription. Same with Viagra.
 
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Well, things have just changed. A National Emergency has been declared, and since I am in Texas, I am on the front lines. Please send me your "thoughts and prayers." I'll be loading the guns, and stocking up on non-perishable food, and drinking water. The hoards are coming!!!

Crap!!! My handyman, Carlos, has a key to my house. I don't know his legal status. I better change the locks!

Thoughts and prayers, it's my only hope.

CD:rolleyes:
 
Well, things have just changed. A National Emergency has been declared, and since I am in Texas, I am on the front lines. Please send me your "thoughts and prayers." I'll be loading the guns, and stocking up on non-perishable food, and drinking water. The hoards are coming!!!

Crap!!! My handyman, Carlos, has a key to my house. I don't know his legal status. I better change the locks!

Thoughts and prayers, it's my only hope.

CD:rolleyes:

If Carlos is a good and faithful employee I wouldn't worry about him. But you may want to question him if he is legal or not. Then let your conscience be your guide.
 
If Carlos is a good and faithful employee I wouldn't worry about him. But you may want to question him if he is legal or not. Then let your conscience be your guide.

He's not actually an employee. He owns his own painting and contracting business. I don't know if he's "legal," and don't care. He's a good guy, does good work, takes care of his family and friends -- that's enough for my conscience.

CD
 
Oh shoot! I may lose half of my workforce....

And every restaurant in LA... and Dallas, Phoenix, New York... would have to shut down if we shipped them all back. :ohmy: No kitchen staff. And, the produce and meat departments at grocery stores would be empty.

There are always unintended consequences.

But, I was really just being a smartas$$ before. There's no border "emergency," and declaring one isn't goin to change a thing down here in the border states, so I don't need to stock up on survival gear and food... yet. :D

CD
 
Last night the fire alarm went off. For the second time in the 12 years I have lived here, you could smell smoke. Unfortunately I am in a wheelchair and as soon as the fire department arrives, they take over the elevator. And I live on the second floor. So I can't evacuate myself. Fortunately we didn't have to evacuate. But a fireman showed up at my door to inform me that there is no need to evacuate. It seems that someone was cooking and fell asleep.

But if it had been more serious, the fire department would have carried me out and another would have brought my wheelchair. I really didn't want to go out with the temps in the low 20's.
 
Last night the fire alarm went off. For the second time in the 12 years I have lived here, you could smell smoke. Unfortunately I am in a wheelchair and as soon as the fire department arrives, they take over the elevator. And I live on the second floor. So I can't evacuate myself. Fortunately we didn't have to evacuate. But a fireman showed up at my door to inform me that there is no need to evacuate. It seems that someone was cooking and fell asleep.

But if it had been more serious, the fire department would have carried me out and another would have brought my wheelchair. I really didn't want to go out with the temps in the low 20's.

Good thing it wasn't any worse than that. I feel for you having that worry on your head. I used to worry about that all the time when I was younger and living at home. My mom was alcoholic and she would frequently put something on the stove and go pass out on the couch or she'd fall asleep with a lit cigarette. Scared the heck out of me. I was always worried that I'd come home to a burned down house or she'd catch the place on fire in the middle of the night. More than once I'd wake up to the smoke alarms going off and I'd get out of bed and run out to the kitchen and a pan of food was smoking on the stovetop and mom was passed out on the couch (she would stay up all hours of the night drinking and then get hungry and decide to cook). One time the pan was on fire and I had to quickly grab it and toss it into the sink and turn the water on.

Didn't do any good yelling at her for it. She wouldn't have remembered it the next day anyway. Not even the smoke alarms could wake her up once she was out of it. I did tell her, though, many many times, that when you get hungry, make a sandwich instead of trying to cook something. She didn't listen. She was the most stubborn woman I've ever known.
 
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