A very large gentleman comes into the pharmacy as my store manager and I settle in for out picnic lunch of raw vegetables and pretzels. He is here from the ER with two sheets of meds.
Indomethacin, Colchicine, Vicodin
Guess that means you have the biochemical equivalent of glass shards in your big toes and may contribute to the funny wobble your over 400lb M & M shaped physique manages as it ambles ever so slowly to prevent my luncheon. This guy was the adult embodiment of Cleveland Brown Jr. from The Cleveland Show (yes I watch lots of cartoons, deal with it).
I prepared his prescriptions as he shopped and then explained to him what each was and what it did. He was already on Colchicine (so we didn't fill it) and Allopurinol to reduce uric acid levels to prevent gout attacks.....guess it didn't work... Did I forget to mention he was on Medicaid because apparently now being gigantically fat is a disability which is complete bullsh*t!
Along with the prescriptions he purchased the super huge bag of Sweet Chili Doritos, a bag of glazed donut holes, and a chocolate chip brownie. I see we are trying to keep the weight and the salt levels down.....
Seriously! What the f*ck is going on that our government allows this kind of bullsh*t to be paid for by the taxpayers. He is getting food stamps, health care, housing assistance, and why? Because he is so f*cking fat he can't possibly hold a normal job. So let him starve... This type of government wasteful spending is as shameful as the bank and auto industry bailouts! No one wants to take responsibility for their current living situation. You make the choices, you deal with the consequences! The taxpayers shouldn't have to pay for your fat lazy *ss!