Robitussin, you suck. My cough, and sour throat are a trademark symptom of what you’re supposed to fix. I never take cough medicine, so your nighttime nonsense should have knocked my low tolerance ass right out. It did not. I hate you.
I’ve been sick for a week now, and last night was the first time I tried your medicine man’s elixir, and I woke up with more of a sore throat than any other morning.
Thanks for nothing, Robitussin Nighttime, I hope you burn the in fiery depths of hell.
Oct 1
Health care is like a girlfriend, and it needs to be more like a prostitute. With Health care Prostitute you negotiate upfront and know exactly what to expect, it’s simple. Health care Girlfriend costs you boatloads of cash over time for service that can be canceled or denied.
Starting today I have health coverage, and I’m not sure if it’s a blessing or a mistake. Individual plans are not cheap, mine is $130 monthly with a $3000 deductible. So baby, even though you’ve eaten surf and turf all year, you want 3 large at the point of entry? And before I reach $3000 I’m doing a solo act? …. Fine.
Mine is a PPO plan through Anthem Blue Cross Blue Shield. All in all it isn’t terrible, it does come with a smidgen of dental, and vision. $40 dollar co-pay doctor visits, and generic drug coverage. Outpatient is basically nonexistent, as is all sorts of other crap I don’t understand. What I did try to focus on was hospitalization, ER visits, and drug coverage, all of which are covered in full after the deductible.
I’m finding it hard to get excited about having health insurance when now I’m paying money for a service I hopefully don’t use, and didn’t have to pay for before. However, at this rate I am sure to have massive kidney/liver failure and will undoubtedly get my monies worth. A boy can dream, can’t he?
Right off the bat I have two questions.
I needed something to relieve that dry throat feeling I get when the weather turns brisk (old man!) and this was in the medicine cabinet. I did a test spray into the sink, looked OK. Shot a few blasts into what I thought would be the back of my throat, but was instead 50% my tongue 40% my cheeks and 10% top-back of my throat. For a second I taste nothing, then it hits me. This is the same numbing sensation and taste I remember from childhood dentist visits. Holy crap get this shit out of my mouth!
My tongue is moderately numb. I’ve been reminded of how horrible childhood can sometimes be and my throat is still sore when I swallow. Thanks, but no thanks chloraseptic spray. On to the next mystery solution in the cabinet.
