doodledee

The other day I jacked up a muscle or a tendon or something in my lower arm and it started hurting real bad so I finally caved and went to the doctor today to have him look at it. He poked around for a minute and got me a brace to wear and told me to rock out on 600mg of advil 3-4 times a day. I think that's like 4x the regular dose, which seems high, but I'm doing it because he's a doctor and he went to UW-Madison and I hear that's where all the good docs go. Moral of the story: never trust what the label says, just do what they do in Wisconsin.

Also of note: there was some pharmosaleswomen in the lobby area with piles of free pills and an open invitation to go have lunch with her. None of the doctors came out to visit, but a few nurses did. They were all giggly and stuff, and the saleslady had to play along with them presumably because the nurses are the gateway to the doctors and the doctors are the gateway to getting rich if you're a sleazy drug rep. After the giggly nurses left, I put down my large print edition of Reader's Digest and asked if I could come to lunch with her. She said 'no' in one of those humorless "shut the hell up and go back to your large print" kind of ways, so I just left it at that.