Drug Deala

Day 1 Commence!

2008-06-22T21:15:00.000-07:00

Day: 1
Starting Date: Thursday, June 23. 2008
Name or Nickname: Jillian
Thinspirations: Britney Spears (the pretty one about 4 years ago)
Body type: Mesomorph
Weight:156
Height in inches: 5' 6
Age: 20
short term goal or first 30 days: 150 lbs
long term goal or next 30 days: 140 lbs

Problem 1: I'm mostly an meso so I have an awful muffin top and large bustline.
Solution: My workout has a lot of cardio and ab exercises.

Muscle training:
15 minute ab workout (mixing rapid repition and muscle contraction)
Isometric and theraband exercises for arms
3 sets of 12 Squats, lunges on each leg, hip raises, and dead lifts
Cardio:
30 minute treadmill or bike

Problem 2: I tend to not get enough calories
Solution: Keep a food diary. Make a game plan for my day and get my recommended caloric intake everyday so that I will have energy to exercise.

Problem 3: Stick with it
Solution: I think this program is awesome and I'm so glad that I have volunteered for it. I will be moving to Tennessee next weekend to start my last year of college. I will be away from my husband (he's military and has to stay in Jax) Knowing that I have this program to stay accountable to, I will be much more likely to get up for my 6 am workouts.

My body type..Mesomorph

2008-06-20T20:16:00.000-07:00

Your body is closest to a Mesomorph. You have a naturally fit body but to maintain it or improve it you should exercise and diet correctly for your type. Strength training can be done more often and for longer sessions then would be good for an Ectomorph, but you must still be carefull not to overdo it. You should train with moderate to heavy weighs and at a moderate pace, not resting too long between sets. You will find you gain muscle quite easy (some women and even men might not want to get too bulky, but this won't happen suddenly. When you are happy with your muscle size simply train to maintain it). Stick to a good healthy diet to keep you lean and muscular, and watch for any slow creeping fat gains. Engage in and enjoy aerobic activities, sports, etc. but do not overdo.

Shaky Foundation

2007-09-06T19:54:00.000-07:00

I'm going to write on a serious and personal note for a change.

Yesterday, while I was in class, my sister called from her college to tell me that our mamaw died. I was so devistated my professor told me I should probably go home after I calm down in my car. I drove eight hours back to my home town on frickin' 2 wheels. After 5 hours of sleep, I wake up to mom rolling ontop of me and my sister saying that her girls were home. She cried, we laughed.

All day, we've been recieving food from family members and people from church. The last round of people just cleared out and mom pulled out a note written to her that she found at Mamaw's house. Just to watch her face as she started reading. The little conversation me and my sister were having came to a screeching halt. The tv was off so the silence was broken only by mom's slight wimper as she went back and forth between reading the letter and taking a break to cry.

Then, the rest of us fell like dominoes. After Mom held it together all day, keeping all of us strong too, we all just collapsed into tears. It was so devistating to see the person who has been the 'tough one' all our lives, showed her weakness. For a moment, it was like now who will keep us together. She quickly pulled herself together, but for that moment it made me so scared to think, what happens when it's my mother who is gone, and I'm trying to make arrangments and keep my family strong, all while dying inside. Will I be strong enough? How will I make it through when the person I always call for advise and guidance is no longer there?

Excuse me while I chit chat?

2007-08-31T21:09:00.000-07:00

*sigh* after a 58 hour week between school and work, I was so worn out and had a ridiculous headache at work. Since it's the Friday before a holiday weekend and the begining of the month, all the big-hitters were getting there 15 prescriptions each. We all joked that the day would be complete if this crazy patient that always yells at us would come in. Well, our frickin' wish came true lol.

To start, I kind of have to backtrack and say that when I closed last night, I came home and collapsed in bed after a shower and was like a boohooing mess from being so tired, and pretty much complained about everything in my life. So today, my husband being the intuitive one he is, decided to bring me my favorite lunch. Well, I actually just ate a hot pocket because I was starving. So he figured he'd still come see me and hang with me for my lunch. He came about 20 minutes early. So I said hi and told him to shop for whatever he needed.

Cue 'crazy lady' She stormed in and came to the in window which had a huge sign that said to proceed to the next window because mine was closed. Heaven forbid we throw her off, so I take the script and start typing immediately. We like to expidite the crazy peoples prescriptions because they often ...let's say bother...yes bother other customers. Anyway, after I got done typing, I had to wait for it to be reviewed by the pharmacist. So, when my husband came to tell me he was leaving before I even took my break *sigh* I told him I loved him blah blah etc etc bye.

Crazy lady then storms the front and tells the pharmacist that I'm talking to my boyfriend and feels that is going to affect the time it takes to complete the prescription. *deep sigh* So my pharmacist now must pretend we are all collectively working on the prescription and keeps yellin' back "Almost done with Mrs *crazy ladys*'s?" The lady was done within about 5 minutes and out the door.

Moral of the story: If you want your prescription done very quickly, become a psycho the minute you step into the pharmacy!

Sidenote...I just saw a commercial for one of those skanky redhot commercials or something and the chick had awful roots!

2007-08-23T08:13:00.000-07:00

I have to say that one of the worst things about working at a pharmacy is watching overweight patients come in time and time again with no change. Each time, they come through the drive-thru, of course because heaven forbid they walk in. I'm not talking about the people like me with little muffin tops. Oh no, I'm referring to those who get to the back of the pharmacy on the rare occassion they do decide to walk in and are out of breath.

As much as I dislike that, I commend another patient at the pharmacy about 10 fold. The first time he came in, he had a pile of prescriptions and was probably around 300 lbs. I figured he was like the rest and expected to have this routine for a long time. I am so glad he proved me wrong! Everytime he comes in, he is thinner and thinner. Because he is dieting and exersizing, he is able to get taken off of his medication.

Moral of the Story: If you're overweight and your doctor puts you on cholesterol/blood pressure/diabetes medication, that's not giving you the green light to stay the way you are! Dr. is buying you time so you can hopefully lose some weight and get better.

Expired..as in null..void..

2007-08-12T15:41:00.000-07:00

So this lady comes to the pharmacy the other day to drop off a prescription for a 7 day trial supply of Lunesta with a coupon. This is just fine. I'd do that with a smile. Of course, people can't leave well enough alone. She presses on how she wants that coupon back. Not only can we not give them back, the coupon will only work once anyway. After we argue about that, she leaves. I'm entering the coupon and cringe as I realized it is expired. So after a couple days, she come to pick up her prescription. ( Note, I tried to call her like 3 times) So I tell her the coupon is expired and her prescription will be like 27 dollars. She is appalled. She says things like 'What do you mean expired?' 'You must be wrong' 'My doctor gave it to me though'..after she tells me how wrong I am and demands her prescription and coupon back, I circle the expiration date and give it back as she peels out in her Cadillac???...cheap, hateful people

Excuse me sir..I believe you just harrassed me?

2007-08-09T17:25:00.000-07:00

So after having a rough day of someone calling in sick for a lame reason. The people in the pharmacy were all pretty low in morale and wanted to kill each other when a call came in. I swear the guy sounded like Burt or Ernie. The conversation went about like this

Me "Thank you for calling Pharmacy. How can I help you?

Weird Guy "Um yes I have a question about an itch"

Me "Ok do you have a bug bite or rash of some sort?"

WG "I've been itching and hurting there"

Me "Where have you been itching"

WG "Right under my sac"

Me "Right umm...ok..it sounds like you need some lamisil, but you may want to go see a doctor"

WG "I just need something now that will work"

Me "You can get the cream, but I suggest a doctor's vis-"

WG "Can I just come to the drive through and show you?"

Me "Excuse me??"

WG " I mean you're a doctor kind of right?"

Me "Sir I think you need to call your doctor"

WG "Can't you just look"

This is when I hung up the phone. He wanted to come flash me in the drive-thru...what the heck?

TKO...the short one wins..

2007-08-06T20:51:00.000-07:00

So...my nephew has been staying with me for 5 days now. *sigh* He's 4 and a mess. A couple of nights ago, after I gave him a bath and sat him in my room, I let him watch a movie. After a while, I went to see if he was ok while he was watching Power Rangers. I smelled something awful and started looking for a culprit. There was brown on his blanket that he claimed was cat poop. I threw it in the washer and left him to continue into his little ninja world.

Let me just stop here and say that was a bad idea.

I went in like a half hour later to put him into his pajamas and let him use the bathroom. I look in the bathroom and he has his underwear around his knees full of poop. Cue me realizing that this is going to be a bad night. I tried not to be angry as I put him in the tub for Round Two of bathtime. I got him dry,in his pajamas and layed him in bed. I went to watch tv with my husband and cousin. After a long day, I lie down in bed and look over at the little angel in his bed. He then proceeds to sit straight up and mumble. I stood him up and tried to talk to him. The most futile thing I've ever done pretty much. I directed him to the bathroom and pushed my husband out of the way.

This is when confusion sets in. I mean me and my husband were baffled. Nephew pulls his drawers down and stands in front of the toilet for a second...nothing. He pulls up his pants turns towards me and my husband and pees in his pants and on the floor. After we picked our jaws up off the peed on floor, he put nephew in the tub for Round Three. Then, I gave him another bath in which he was still pretty much asleep.

In the morning, I wanted to make sure he was ok and said 'Do you know what happened last night?' Smiling, bright and bushy-tailed, he said uh-huh.
Me 'You pooped in your pants'
Him 'Yup'
Me '...and you peed on the floor'
Him 'Yep'

Folks this is when I knew I'd been punked by a four year old.

B6 or Marco Polo

2007-08-06T04:33:00.000-07:00

B6 ain't no bingo call folks. In my first year working in a pharmacy, I've had many types of people ask for syringes giving any excuse they can think of. For the most part, it is drug addicts pretending to be diabetic and needing syringes for insulin. Next, there are drug addicts pretending that their mom, dad, aunt, child, sibling, and I've even gotten dog needs a needle for diabetes related illness. This nuisance is bad enough. Then, we have the other end of the spectrum. From bums of the street who only have enough money for cigarettes, drugs, and booze, we go to the body builders who think I was born last night. The guys come through the drive through and ask for some needles. I ask the standard 'Do you have proof of diabetic or other type of medical need?', which is usually found in their profile on our computer system after I get a name/ date of birth. Then, they shoot me a look as though I've accused them of slapping a child and proceed to tell me they have vitamin B6 deficiency and need needles to inject it. :-/ Riiiiight. I know, I know. The 'roids make them irritable and cranky. If your trap muscles are almost touching your ears from the bulging veins...I think the b6 ain't a problem. Put down the steroids and back away slowly! If for any reason you walk into a pharmacy and ask for needles (first take a deep look at you), then listen for the call B6...This is our code for suspicious dude wants a needle. If you hear 'B6,' you found me! Until then...Marco :-)

I'm back...so is she...

2007-08-03T18:48:00.001-07:00

After getting my wisdom teeth out and having my wedding/honeymoon time, I'm back to work. I was hoping that after my month-long hiatus, my pharmacy would find another person to help fill in and take some of the slack off of others at my job. Actually, no such luck. It seems week after week, the person doing scheduling is scrounging for people to fill in the hours we need. We all wish there was at least one other person working, after 2 girls left for maternity. Now, one of the ladies (and I use that term loosely) who left on maternity was a little on the heavy side...let's put it this way. No one knew she was pregnant when she was about 4 months along. Let me make a little interjection. In the pharmacy, you can't sit down to work. There is just too much to do from walking to get medicine, helping customers, answering phones that are placed around the room, to restocking medication. This particular 'lady' preferred to park herself at the most leisurely part of the pharmacy for her whole shift, after which she stayed not a minute later if we needed help. This just stresses everyone else who is working with her. We finally got to a point that we had to get her sent somewhere else. Well, I finally get a hopeful whiff of news when I hear we are getting someone in the pharmacy. It's her...she's back. Now as fun as it was when she, had strange men visiting, started having mood swings, got arrested and called from the back of a cop car when she was 6 months preggers, the humor ain't worth the double work we'll be pullin'!!

Rut Roh Raggy!

2007-05-24T10:45:00.000-07:00

So I just went to get some dental work done, which I have been dreading. It was a long time coming, but I got the left side of my mouth all fixed and cavity free :-) I am kind of a sissy so I opted to get the gas. Nitrous Oxide is seriously my new best friend. All I faintly remember is this awkward wiggle I was doing in the chair while attempting to dance to the Frank Sinatra music I could have sworn was playing lol. Yeah, so now I'm sitting here drooling on the keyboard trying to type :-) Everytime I try to talk, I sound like a mix between Scooby Doo and Sid the Sloth. Oh yes..this is the life

Can you say..not my problem?

2007-05-23T16:52:00.000-07:00

As I wrote before, I am currently in the midst of my 2 month vacation, being interrupted by work :-/ It seems a little bratty of me to be complaining, but I seriously gave my boss 7 months in advance and let them know that I would start working there IF I could get 2 months off when Husband came home. At work yesterday, one of the techs called in to say she was in the hospital under observation since she was 7 months preggers and very ill, understandable. What wasn't understandable was everyone looking at me as though I was automatically coming in today. I already had plans and there was no way I was missing. They got someone to cover, and I got to do my good deed with husband when we went with his coworkers to pick up trash and then hang out. I had finally settled in to watch Ocean's 11 for the first time when Husband tells me work called. I call them back and tell them I can't work tomorrow because I have a dentist appointment, 6 cavities :-/. AARgggg! ...but Ocean's 11 is frickin' awesome!! I can't wait to watch Ocean's ...12 I guess it's called?

How long will it take???

2007-05-21T14:34:00.000-07:00

This seems a reasonable enough question. You want to know how long it will be so you can plan your schedule, possibly other erronds, around it. In my city, my pharmacy is mildy slow on most days. We have a constant flow, but usually the wait time is around 20 minutes and if you drop it off the wait is an hour. At some of our sister pharmacies, the wait time is 2 hours end of story. It seems I always get the strungout house wife whose life is just soo hard. They give me this pityful look like I just punched the yappy 'angel' dog sitting in their lap when I tell them their birth control will be ready in an hour. Sorry to be an inconvinience ma'am, but if you'll direct your attention to the waiting area you will see ten people sitting down or pacing who are actually ill.

A-Pharmacies are not McDonald's, unless I see blood or a screaming kid, you can wait.
B-We have a phone system, online system, and auto-refill so you didn't have to drive all the way here and go home and come back and blame it on me.

Oh PLEASE hit on me!

2007-05-21T14:12:00.000-07:00

One of the worst things you can do in any health care facility is hit on the staff. Especially if you are there under questionable circumstances. That being said, I was working in the drive through last Friday when this real winner drives up. I would describe him as a Toby Keith wannabe. I personally love Toby, but this shmuck fell miserably short of his goal. Anyway, His old pickup is so loud he had to turn it off to talk to me. He then proceeds to call me baby and give me his prescriptions. I look down to see 2 pain killers, an antibiotic, and a pill which is commonly given for an STD or cancer. It was no question the reason why he was taking the medication. After he drove off, I typed in his prescriptions to find that since he was uninsured, his STD medication would be well over 200$. I was just praying that I wasn't still working the drive through when he came to pick it up. Oh but of course I was! He dropped about 5 F-bombs and told me he'd get it later. Then, grabbed his other prescriptions and called me hunny as he drove away. I breathed a nice sigh of relief believing that was the last time I would see him. I couldn't be so lucky. He later called to tell me we gave him the wrong strength of painkiller as I looked at the hard copy of the script and told him if he thought the doctor made a mistake writing it to call him. With a 'thanks sweetie,' he hung up the phone. He called a few minutes later and then hit on the intern who unwittingly picked up the phone to hear him curse and flirt about his painkiller....if you aren't my husband, then sweetie, baby, sugar, hunny, cutie, and all affiliated pet names are unwelcome.

Vacation??

2007-05-21T11:55:00.000-07:00

Ok I'll start out with something that happened recently. Here's some back story. My husband just got back from his deployment earlier this month. In October when he left and I started at 'Pharmacy', I told them I wanted two months off when he got home. We have various things we need to do back in our home state including attending graduations and the long awaited honeymoon and I just generally needed a break. Anyway, three of our techs quit while I was in the middle of my vacation (if that tells you anything about how my job normally functions). I decided to be nice and work a night for them. Next thing you know, it's Saturday and I've worked the past 4 days straight. I was already on edge because the pharmacist was wanting me to do busy work when I was actually supposed to be out by the pool reading my latest edition from Patricia Cornwell. I look up to see what looks like a dead man. This poor guy had multiple tubes sticking out of his neck and a handful of prescriptions. I was so concerned for him that I just took them and told him that he could have a seat. Apparently, the man was on dialysis and his dad, uncle, cousin whoever this random man was decided to bring him straight to the pharmacy instead of dropping off the scripts and taking him home first. I spent the next hour running from one end of our pharmacy to the other. Every time I looked at this man I felt awful. I just felt so bad that there was nothing I could do to speed up filling his whopping 12 prescriptions. Of course, whoever was escorting him kept asking how much longer it would be and giving us evil looks as though we brought him in here and were purposefully making him wait longer than necessary. We finally finished, and the guy was thankful, not without his faithful friend asking one last time exactly what time it was now.

Moral of the story-don't bring someone to the pharmacy who is in very poor health just because you think you'll get your drugs faster!

Might as well

2007-05-21T11:25:00.001-07:00

I see that everyone practically has a blog now so I figure that I might as well start one too. I'm a pharmacy technician at a large chain and can't wait to find a hospital in need. The low pay, schedule abuse, and for the most part rude patients just aren't worth it. It's not all fire and damnation, but I figured that I may give you guys a better perspective on what it looks like from the other side of the counter. Hope you enjoy!

-Dealer