Docs write--right?

And, if you haven’t had one written for you recently, I am, of course, talking about prescriptions.

This morning, 8:30, I saw my Doc about things—things like alzheimers, and things in general. One thing we both thought might be helpful was something to help with my memory problems. Soooo, away to his tablet he went writing a prescription for something he thought might just help. (And I hope he is right here.) 

 We talked about where I usually picked up my prescriptions and I said most of the time that would be the pharmacy at Fort Gordon just outside of Augusta Georgia. So, with no further ado, he wrote out a couple of prescriptions for the pharmacy at the Fort. Which was OK, if I had an appointment there, in the near future, which was not the case. So, I phoned my doc’s office and discussed the possibility of his writing a prescription for one month’s meds to go to Walmart here in town, and another, if needed, to the pharmacy at the Fort. 

 At least that was what made the best sense to me. Unless, of course, the prescription costs were to be high. Something we did not discuss. I called back to my doc’s office and mentioned the possibility of making the prescription to Walmart. Which would make the most sense except for that cost thing. Which, for 30 days was about eight dollars. Fine—but for any additional of the same, I would rather pick up them at the fort. A price thing, of course, something my 26 years of service has already earned.

And, that is that!