“Prescription: A physician’s guess at what will best prolong the situation with least harm to the patient.”
Ambrose Bierce
Like millions of Americans, I am a pill popper, a junkie, a stoner, a drug abuser.
Every day, under doctor’s orders, I generously contribute to Big Pharma’s retirement fund.
Because no matter what, some day your doctor will sharpen his pencil and prescribe some little blue, pink, green or whatever color pills to cure what is bothering you. It might possibly alleviate (not cure) your problem.
In the evening I watch my fair share of TV and I am subjected daily to a slew of pill commercials bearing very peculiar names. As a matter of fact, I always wondered where and how they get these names.
From another planet?
But (under activists’ pressure) Big Pharma must now warn you that their multicolor offerings might have some undesirable side effects. You might get gastrointestinal problems, blurred vision, become impotent or even worse.
Not a problem. If the green pills don’t work, your doctor will prescribe pink pills or even horse pills.
Doctors have thousands of them in their arsenal and every day they get more ammo.
“If all the medicine in the world where thrown into the sea, It would be bad for the fish and good for humanity.”
O.W. Holmes (Prof. of medicine, Harvard University)
I believe that and that’s why I have been fighting a protracted war with my doctor. Each time I see him, I ask him “is this particular drug really necessary?”
My old Pakistani quack would say, “you take it or you die”. I fired him after a few months. Yes, you can do that and you definitely should. If your doctor does not listen to you or has second-rate bedside manners, give him the boot.
To his credit, my relatively new doctor listens to me.
Let’s try to gradually decrease the dosage he says. Good man.
My ultimate goal is to entirely get rid of all medications through exercise, meditation, goat milk baths and a weekly regimen of oysters and Champagne.
It might sound peculiar, but Charlie Sheen (I have a different constitution. I have a different brain; I have a different heart; I got tiger blood, man) swears by it.
You cannot argue with a guy like that.
Get rid of those freaking pills! They are costly and might be entirely unnecessary.
Alain
I cannot help thinking that this guy reminds of Benito. Do you remember him? Il Duce. “Il Duce ha sempre ragione” (The Duce is always right).
For there is a universal fascination with photographs, and interestingly people looking at the same snapshots will see widely different things.
To take a good snapshot, you have to be alert, fast and unobtrusive.
My favorites pictures are candid shots. Pictures taken when a person’s official mask is temporarily down and when the subject is totally unaware of what is happening.