When Over the Counter means over the counter
Peter is off with Gwen to visit his parents before she goes off to Germany for her study abroad program. He'll be back tomorrow for a couple of days and then is off to a conference for the good part of next week. Gwen brought some beautiful black and white photographs she took of Caroline last time she was here. I need to get them framed. It was a short visit but a nice one. I am looking forward to hearing about all her adventures in Europe.
Caroline has a nasty cold this morning. It has been a day or two in the making but she woke up just miserable this morning. I could hear her coughing during the night. The weather is a bit on the cold side and there is a promise of rain in the air. She is curled up on the couch watching Dora the Explorer and sniffing a lot.
I got the van clean up yesterday. It had become the dumping ground of stuff that has come into our lives like Peter's author copies of Fallen Angel and Spike vs. Dracula. So I feel like I accomplished something just not as much as I wanted to. I think I know how I am going to tackle the next project I want to get done. It is a matter of time-management which I know I am good at even with a couple of wild cards like having a 3 year old.
I went to buy Sudafed the other day at my local pharmacy. I went to the section to find a big sign that I had to go see the pharmacist if I wanted to buy it. Some of the combo stuff was still out but I learned from my mother that you try not to take medicine you don't need. She is not too hot on these mega multi-symptom meds. I go and see Fred who is the head pharmacist. I had heard that there was a bill in congress to limit the amount of pseudoephedrine one could buy at one time to counteract the methamphetamine trade. Well it passed and as of September your ability to buy something that was considered over the counter will have to literally go over the counter and you will have to sign a log-book and show ID. So Fred who is a Buddha of patience with his customers and I have seen him deal with some real doosies in my time now has to take more time out of his day with this newest wrinkle. All because of the so called "drug war" and the fact that some people are idiots. Now there was a time that all drugs were sold by the pharmacist. There was no shopping convenience for aspirin. You had to get it from your local druggist. I can see things starting to go back to that. I wonder if there will be any outcry when the next medicine gets yanked to behind the counter and the next and the next. These are called medicine for a reason and not because it is a sales point.
I am grateful that there was not a bunch of other people getting prescriptions filled so I could talk to Fred about this.
Caroline has a nasty cold this morning. It has been a day or two in the making but she woke up just miserable this morning. I could hear her coughing during the night. The weather is a bit on the cold side and there is a promise of rain in the air. She is curled up on the couch watching Dora the Explorer and sniffing a lot.
I got the van clean up yesterday. It had become the dumping ground of stuff that has come into our lives like Peter's author copies of Fallen Angel and Spike vs. Dracula. So I feel like I accomplished something just not as much as I wanted to. I think I know how I am going to tackle the next project I want to get done. It is a matter of time-management which I know I am good at even with a couple of wild cards like having a 3 year old.
I went to buy Sudafed the other day at my local pharmacy. I went to the section to find a big sign that I had to go see the pharmacist if I wanted to buy it. Some of the combo stuff was still out but I learned from my mother that you try not to take medicine you don't need. She is not too hot on these mega multi-symptom meds. I go and see Fred who is the head pharmacist. I had heard that there was a bill in congress to limit the amount of pseudoephedrine one could buy at one time to counteract the methamphetamine trade. Well it passed and as of September your ability to buy something that was considered over the counter will have to literally go over the counter and you will have to sign a log-book and show ID. So Fred who is a Buddha of patience with his customers and I have seen him deal with some real doosies in my time now has to take more time out of his day with this newest wrinkle. All because of the so called "drug war" and the fact that some people are idiots. Now there was a time that all drugs were sold by the pharmacist. There was no shopping convenience for aspirin. You had to get it from your local druggist. I can see things starting to go back to that. I wonder if there will be any outcry when the next medicine gets yanked to behind the counter and the next and the next. These are called medicine for a reason and not because it is a sales point.
I am grateful that there was not a bunch of other people getting prescriptions filled so I could talk to Fred about this.