cellio: (whump)
Oh phooey -- we ate that yesterday, "possibly" exposing us to listeria monocytogenes (warning: I cringed while reading this). But kudos to Giant Eagle for calling and telling me; store affinity cards do bring privacy issues, but it's nice to know that the tracking of purchases can produce good outcomes too. Unless it were to make the news somewhat prominently, I might not have known otherwise. (Specifically, I might have heard "River Ranch" and not connected it to "Farmer's Market", the local branding.)

Tomorrow morning I'll ask what my doctor recommends.
cellio: (baldur-eyes)
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] siderea for pointing me to this post about problems with Purina pet food (dog and cat, at least). After seeing this I read the last several month's worth of consumer-affiars complaints, and older ones about the specific foods relevant to me. (Warning: can be gross.) This goes well beyond "ew, yuck" to "get that stuff out of the house before it contaminates anything else". Fortunately I don't use their dry food (infestations), but I do -- or did, until now -- use Friskies canned food (toxins) sometimes.

I didn't find anything on Purina's site about this. Since this isn't in the news I don't know how I would hear about a response from them other than searching from time to time.
cellio: (out-of-mind)
At the Giant Eagle pharmacy:

Me: Here's a prescription, and a gift card from Big Pharma that will pay for three months' worth. If I mail-order it I can get three months' worth at once; can you do that for me?

Her: I don't know; I'm just the front-desk flunky. Do you want to leave it and we'll give you as much as we're allowed to?

Me: Sure.

After I did my grocery shopping I returned.

Her: Sorry, we're only allowed to do one fill-up at a time.

Me: I understand. Have we completed this transaction, then?

Her: Um, yes?

Me: Will you take as given that I walked out through that exit and then came back in, or do I need to actually do it?

Her: Nice try, but you have to wait a month.

Oh well. I have until the end of the year to use the gift card.




Dani: So you can read on Shabbat; can you use a Kindle?

Me: No, because you have to manipulate the controls. It's like changing the channels on TV; technically you can watch it if it's on but you can't change the channel or volume. (Pause.) I suppose if, before Shabbat, you set in motion a smooth scroll at a readable pace, that would be like programming the lights. But it seems unworkable.

Dani: What about software that tracks your eye movements and turns the page at the right time?

Me: Seems like manipulation to me. Next you'll be bringing up sentient lightbulbs again.

Dani: How good does the programming have to be before your software qualifies as a servant?

I have no answer to that. Halacha geeks?
cellio: (out-of-mind)
I don't understand the drug industry. Ok, ok, nobody does. Let me be more specific: I don't understand what's going on with one of my glaucoma drugs, Xalatan.

This drug has been on the market since 1996 without a generic option, meaning it costs more than $100 a month if you pay for it yourself (which of course most people don't, but delving into insurance-based pricing in this post would be scope creep). My co-pay is higher for a name-brand drug than for a generic, so I have personal interest in this going generic.

About a year ago word on the street was that the patent was due to expire last September, but something seems to have happened because it's now, according to the patent office, locked in until early 2011. According to my doctor, some insurance companies are applying pressure to ophthamologists, pushing them to use different drugs instead to treat this condition because of the expense. One way or another, it appears that Pfizer has about another year to collect the big bucks from customers before they have to accept that a 15-year monopoly is a pretty good run.

Given all that, I was surprised at this morning's checkup to receive not only a free sample (a month's supply) but also a card that I can use four times or up to $350, whichever comes first, getting my prescription filled. So my next four bottles of the stuff will be free. Before I use that up I'll have another checkup, at which I might score another freebie and perhaps another card. Even if the promotion is over by then, they'll have given up four months' worth of monopoly pricing on me in their final year of being guaranteed to collect it.

How is this in their interest? I'm happy to pocket the savings; I've been pouring money into keeping my glaucoma at bay for as long as I've been paying my own bills. (It was diagnosed when I was a child.) But I don't understand why I'm getting these savings at this time.

weird...

Jan. 11th, 2010 11:06 pm
cellio: (avatar-face)
This is the weirdest cold (?) I can remember. It started with a mild cough Saturday night (after I'd performed, fortunately). That continued Sunday, and I applied tea, ginger root, and steamed milk (not concurrently). Nothing productive -- just the motions of a cough. Sunday night I started to get a mild runny nose (non-productive, i.e. the output didn't have any icky bits or colors). I took a 24-hour Sudafed before bed. Today at times I sounded a little hoarse, though my throat feels fine. Nose and cough action unchanged; took another Sudafed tonight. At no point have I had anything resembling a fever, which I understand I would have if I had either flu.

Isn't the runny nose supposed to come before the cough? I mean, the latter is usually caused by the former, right? I discounted the cough as possibly some sort of environmental reaction (dry air?) when it showed up because it was out of order.

Weird.

(I don't particularly like taking Sudafed, but I also don't like getting up every 3-4 hours at night to take more cough medicine, and I can't take most over-the-counter decongestants. And I figured if there's stuff in there, better to deal with it while it's still in my head, right?)
cellio: (out-of-mind)
A recent mailing from my employer's department of reducing health-insurance costs (that's probably not their real name) offered some advice that seemed questionable to me. They suggested splitting pills -- not, they hastened to point out, that we should take half the dosage we need, but rather, we should get pills that are twice as strong as they need to be and then split them. They suggested that a stronger drug doesn't necessarily cost any (or much) more to fill, so you can fill your prescription half as often, saving you half the copay and them a lot on the balance. (Aside: what bright person decided that your cost, if insured, should be per month rather than per some volume? If I take a medicine twice as often as you do, why shouldn't I pay twice as much for it?)

I wonder how the pill-splitting scheme could actually be implemented legally and what doctor or pharmacist would go along with it. I find it hard to believe that a large company would advise its employees to commit insurance fraud (in a manner that's traceable), so there must be a way to do it, but I'm puzzled. (The company self-insures; maybe that's why it's ok?)

I was telling this to Dani last night, and commented that even if it's kosher I can't benefit from it for my prescriptions -- the medicine I take for glaucoma is in the form of eyedrops, and I don't know how to get double-sized drops. (Nor am I going to ask my ophthamologist to write a bogus prescription.) This, combined with some recent TV viewing, led us to wonder how big a drop is, anyway. We didn't have an internet connection to hand; Dani tried to work it out theoretically while I tried to work it out empirically. (Things often fall out that way with us.) A medicine that I take once a day (two drops) comes in a 2.5ml bottle and lasts about a month (maybe a little more). Viscosity matters, of course; this stuff is closer to water than to syrup. So I posited about 25 drops/ml for my medicine. (Google later suggested 20 drops/ml of water as an approximation.)

And that's when we turned our attention to the amount by which a character in the True Blood episode we'd just watched overdosed. The character had a quarter-ounce vial of an illegal substance (vampire blood) that he was supposed to take one drop of at a time. Wikipedia tells me that the viscosity of normal blood is about three times that of water. It has no data on vampire blood. Assuming (and I don't know if that's valid) that drop size is directly correlated with viscosity, this suggests that the character overdosed by a factor of approximately 46. Ouch. :-) (Yes, it did hurt.)

Ok, fine -- what have you done with your science education lately? :-)

cellio: (avatar-face)
My doctor says that my "bad cholesterol" is a smidge high (good's fine) and I should cut down on dairy and red meat. I eat very little red meat (really not much meat at all, though lots of fish), but I did bump up the dairy intake a bit in pursuit of calcium after learning of some family medical history this summer. Ok, fine, I'm perfectly willing to take calcium/D supplements instead, go back to soy milk instead of yogurt for breakfast, etc, but it does raise a question for me.

Presumably it is possible to find the right combination of nutrients in nature, without taking supplements. Sure, our understanding of "right" has changed over time, but for at least several decades I gather that we've grokked the importance of basic vitamins and minerals, and I don't remember supplements being nearly so prevalent a few decades ago as they are now. So how does one get enough good stuff (calcium, protein, vitamins) without getting too much bad stuff (cholesterol, sugar, excess calories), without supplements? What is the canonical modern (wo)man supposed to eat? (The last time I looked at the food pyramid it wasn't very helpful for gleaning details. It also assumed 2000+ calories/day, which a sendentary blob like me shouldn't eat.)

random bits

Dec. 3rd, 2008 10:26 pm
cellio: (mandelbrot)
I used to occasionally have a problem with an overnight power outage killing the alarm clock and causing me to oversleep, but I've more recently realized that having a UPS or three means never having to fear that again. :-) (Fortunately, today's power outage came after we were up, not in the middle of the night, and only lasted about five minutes. I was just about ready to interrupt my morning grooming to shut down computers when the need went away.)

In the "interesting if true, and interesting anyway" department: earlier this week I learned that the folks who handle disposal of sensitive documents for my company are blind. (Well, not the truck driver.) If I understand correctly, the local blind association arranges this, as sort of an extra guarantee or something. Who'd'a thought?

Signal boost: it looks like someone's testing stolen credit-card numbers on a large scale. Check your statement for microtransactions; they're testing the cards with ~20-cent transactions to verify that they're good before hammering them. Link from [livejournal.com profile] jducoeur.

A few days ago my copy of I Remember the Future by [livejournal.com profile] mabfan arrived. Yay! I'll have some nice reading for Shabbat.

Oldest LOLcat? Link from [livejournal.com profile] siderea.

My doctor confirmed that I should be taking calcium supplements now to (with luck) fend off problems later. Where can I find calcium tablets that are sized for, y'know, normal people and not horses? Most bottles in stores don't even include pictures on the label, so it's hit or miss. The oblong ones I have are scored for cutting widthwise, but I need them to be narrower, not necessarily shorter, and my attempts to do that have all ended badly. What do other women of a certain age do?
cellio: (mandelbrot)
In the comments here we were talking about health care in the US. The current system is broken in many ways, but the "nuke it and start over with some nationalized program" proposals are scary too. What incremental improvements are possible? I have to believe that there are some.

One idea I'm interested in is what would happen if we separated paying for routine care from paying for catastrophic care. What would happen if people could be on their own for the former but could buy a policy to cover hospitalizations, major illnesses, and the like? How effective would that be and what would it tend to cost? What would having that in play do to the over-the-counter (uninsured) price of routine care? (Yes, I know that not everyone can afford to pay for routine care out of pocket. I'm exploring a suite of options, not choosing a single one.)

On the flip side, would medical practices or insurance companies be willing to sell affordable plans that cover all your routine care (only), if they were not on the hook for catastrophic losses? Could that get things down to the point where the average family could afford regular checkups, preventative care, and routine tests (which helps prevent some catastrophic issues)? Such plans exist now in niches (vision and dental, most commonly in my experience), but I haven't heard of one for general medical care. Why not? (Am I totally misunderstanding where the profit centers are in the insurance business?)

Both angles are important. What I'm labelling catastrophic incidents are (as the label implies) financially devastating if you don't have sufficient coverage. Outside of elder-care issues I'm not sure how common they are, but it's the sort of thing I wouldn't want to take a chance on. I insure my car and house, after all -- how much the moreso should I insure my health?

What I suspect has a bigger impact on the poor, though, is the routine care. If you don't have insurance, you're looking at a three-digit number to walk into your doctor's office. Throw in some kids and you're in trouble. (This is why I asked what would happen to those costs if catastrophic care were a separate factor.) Could plans that just cover routine care be made affordable enough for most people? This doesn't solve the other problem, but neither does the current system -- we rely on hospitals' obligations to treat (which is a legitimate public demand while they pay no taxes), or medicaid/medicare/SSI in some cases, to get through those. Remember, incremental improvement.

I'd also like to explore the effects of reducing drug regulation, letting people buy from anywhere that's selling and reducing barriers to getting things onto the market. I know the standard argument against this (those high prices pay for R&D), but I'm not sure how much I believe that. What are the other considerations?

Where else could we look for incremental improvements?

(In case you haven't figured it out, I am not a medical professional, an economist, nor part of the insurance industry.)
cellio: (moon)
The most recent gathering of the Transarc doc group was Saturday afternoon at a home half a mile from mine. (While I don't remember the hosts from Transarc (I don't think we overlapped), I did share a Hebrew class with them once.) At one point a person I've worked with twice, and tried to recruit, asked me "are you still loving your job?". I gestured toward another person sitting there and asked "have you met my grand-boss"? I then explained that any answer I gave under the circumstances would be perceived as either untruthful or unwise, depending, so I couldn't answer that question just then. I also pointed out that another attendee now works for me, so she shouldn't ask her about it in front of me. :-)

It took a couple weeks (after making an online reservation), but I finally got my confirmation for the NHC summer institute (Jewish learning program). So now all I have to do is decide on an airport and make reservations. Trains do not go there efficiently. That's a pity; I would like to be able to take a train somewhere someday. Doing the "airborne sardine" thing is over-rated. (Hmm. I'm taking it as a given that no one else from the Pittsburgh area is going, but I should check. Driving could work with the right group. But there is no way I'm taking such a road trip myself.)

Erik saw my vet tonight for a followup after his visit to the emergency clinic last week. He is eating but (still) not as much as he should be. I am to give him fluids for a while. We are waiting for an appointment for a consultation with a specialist, who'll look at the ultrasound and advise on options, including surgery. Poor guy. He's active and otherwise happy near as I can tell, but he does seem to have a case of ADR (Ain't Doin' Right), and I hope they can figure out how to fix it soon.

It's a little disconcerting to realize that my cat has better health care than many people who can pay (but live in places where there's none to be bought).

What does "X% chance of rain tonight" mean? Any rain anywhere in the region at any time during the night? That X% of the region will be wet by morning? That the whole region will get rain for X% of the night? Inquiring minds want to know, and empirical evidence is decidedly lacking.

Short takes:

As [livejournal.com profile] rjlippincott says, sometimes a product name says everything you need to know. Moo Doo, indeed.

For SCA folks: [livejournal.com profile] jducoeur's rules of water-bearing nails some of the current bureaucracy square on the head. Go. Read.

This kitten pile from [livejournal.com profile] kittenbreak is adorable. Assuming that's one litter, I'm surprised by both the number and the uniformity.

cellio: (mars)
An article in my local dead-tree news reported on something I'd been wondering about for a while: are allergies and asthma more prevalent than they used to be (versus just being diagnosed more), and, if so, is it because of lifestyle changes? Yes and yes, apparently; research shows that more sterile environments mean our immune systems don't have as much to do, so they go off and find other ways to keep busy. (I couldn't find the local article online; Google found me this one from half a year ago.) I'm glad my parents let me play in the great outdoors and eat anything, and that we had pets, when I was growing up; I do have some allergies (environmental, not food), but they're mild. I feel sorry for one of my in-laws: his parents are hyper-paranoid about food allergies and are attempting to build a shield around him. They didn't come to our wedding because we couldn't guarantee that none of a long list of foods had never passed through the hall's kitchen. That kid is going to be a mess when he grows up, and he's probably going to think this is normal when he has kids of his own. Ugh.

Via Slashdot: daylight "saving" time actually increases energy usage. ("Saving" is a misnomer; we should call it "daylight shifting time", which is all it accomplishes. There are not, after all, storehouses in which we collect excess sunlight for use during lean times; nothing is saved.) The researchers were handed a great data-collection opportunity: they did their work in Indiana, where until recently some counties did DST and others did not. So they not only had before-and-after data, but also a control group nearby to factor out weather and the like.

A few days ago a house in Plum (near Pittsburgh) exploded, apparently from a gas leak. (I actually saw this on national news before I saw the local news.) This made me wonder whether it's possible to build a detector (other than the human nose) for household use. We have smoke detectors and carbon-monoxide detectors; why have I never heard of a gas-buildup detector? Granted that such incidents are extremely rare, but they are potentially much more devastating than fires and CO buildup, so if an inexpensive household gadget could provide some potential warning, that'd be great.

In lighter news:

You know that "who do you want to answer the phone at 3AM?" ad the Clinton campaign is running? The little girl in the ad was stock footage; she's now an adult and working on the Obama campaign (via [livejournal.com profile] insomnia).

Headline of the day, from [livejournal.com profile] thnidu: Skywalkers in Korea Cross Han Solo.

cellio: (whump)
Wednesday I caught the beginnings of the crud that's been going around and started taking Sudafed aggressively to kill it before Yom Kippur, because fasting with a cold would suck. That didn't work, alas. Thursday night/Friday morning I noticed the first of two second-order effects: near as I can tell, the Sudafed -- whose job, after all, is to "make the emissions less bad" -- was having a dehydrating effect. So I stopped that before it could do more damage. The other effect was that the cold was sapping my appetite, when I should have had a large lunch and good-sized dinner on Friday.

It actually wasn't as bad as I had feared. I did make one concession: on Friday I bought a bottle of "throat spray" to deal with the soreness (or at least numb it away), and I took that to shul with me. I reasoned that while this might technically be in the same category as applying lotions, it's not food or drink and it's medicinal, so it was ok. (You spit it out after gargling with it. I would have taken pills if I'd had anything that I knew to work and be non-dehydrating. I wasn't going to experiment.) Beyond that, I took tissues, tried for aisle seats in case I had to run out, and did my best to minimize contact with other people.

Friday at Kol Nidre I was sweating like mad. I know that our HVAC has unintended climate zones and I was sitting on a supplementary chair in a place in the sanctuary not normally used for seating, so I figured I was just in a bad place. It happened again this morning (in a regular sanctuary seat not known to be bad for heat), and only then did it occur to me that perhaps I had a fever. Well, either the fever broke or the AC kicked in at the beginning of the torah service, and I was fine after that. The sniffling was not bad for the rest of the day and my voice is getting less froggy-sounding. Let's hope I've seen the worst of this.

As for the fast, I found that by about hour 19 I had stopped caring. I expected to be desperate for water by then because of the cold (and wouldn't have been too surprised if my rabbi had ordered me to the drinking fountain). But it wasn't an issue. Yay.
cellio: (don't panic)
A couple days ago, while changing the needle before giving Erik his fluids, I accidentally jabbed myself with the used needle. I called my vet to ask if the kind of hepatitis that Erik (likely) has can be transmitted to humans. She said she didn't think so but I should consult my doctor. (She said that he doesn't have the human strains, like B or C.)

So I called my doctor, and he said he didn't know but he would check. I gave him my vet's name and phone number so he could get anything he needed from Erik's medical records. I kind of figured that he and my vet would talk in medspeak not meaningful to ordinary humans, or something.

He called back the next day and said that he'd gone on the internet and he didn't think there would be a problem, but if I saw $symptoms I should give him a call. Err, ok, I could have done that -- and did, but found nothing conclusive. I think he was trying to be reassuring ("you can find anything on the internet"), whereas I see "going on the internet" as, at best, comparable to "going to the library". (It might also be "going to the local bar and trading gossip", of course.) If you went to the Johns Hopkins medical library, you probably got good information -- but you could have gone to the children's section of some backwater library for all I know, and been reassured that the Cat in the Hat would have said something if that were possible. I trust my doctor (if I didn't he wouldn't be my doctor), and I'm confident that he found reputable information, but his way of presenting that was not as helpful as he thought it would be. :-)
cellio: (don't panic)
Dear $health_insurance_provider,

I am in receipt of your letter, sent on your behalf by my employer, urging me to fill out a "health risk assessment" so that you can provide me with an "action plan for [my] health". It appears that you are proposing to make recommendations for my medications, lifestyle, diet, and, for all I know, hypothetical affinity for skydiving, all on the basis of a questionnaire.

You are, of course, aware that as a condition for acquiring your insurance services, I designated a primary-care physician who is responsible for overseeing my care and who is, you know, an actual doctor. If you care to open up your file on me, you will see that I do in fact avail myself of his services on the conventional, recommended schedule. In other words, I already have a source of sound health advice, and I do not need to augment it with a source of less-sound advice offerred absent any actual examination of me. I understand that some of your customers might not be availing themselves of their doctors' services, but perhaps your effort would be better spent encouraging them to change that instead of offering medical opinions via email.

While you do, of course, influence my doctor (through your decisions about what you will and will not cover), I think my doctor is more likely than you are to prioritize my health over your costs. So if it's all the same to you, I plan to stick with my current plan for continued good health.

eye exam

Jan. 4th, 2006 12:41 pm
cellio: (avatar-face)
I saw my opthamologist for my regular checkup today and was surprised to learn that medicine's understanding of glaucoma has changed since it was last explained to me. I guess I think of glaucoma as an old, well-understood disease that doesn't change much.

For the first time ever, while my eyes were numb anyway they applied a second gadget. After the round of "heywaitaminute, tell me what you're doing before you do it", I learned that this gadget measures the thickness of the cornea. (The technician doing it didn't know the mechanism and I haven't gone looking yet. I wonder if it's sound-based; how else would you measure the thickness of something like that?) She noted that my corneas are thicker than normal but would not pronounce that good or bad.

My opthamologist pronounced it good. Well, not good in absolute terms, but it turns out that people with thicker corneas tend to measure higher for eye pressure, which is what the glaucoma test measures. So my pressure might not be as high as they think it is. Hey, I said, my pressure has always been borderline anyway; is high pressure the sole detector for this disease and do I really have it?

She said that contrary to what I was told when I got the diagnosis (and several times since), high pressure isn't the definition of glaucoma. That's just high pressure. Glaucoma is a condition of the optic nerve usually caused by high pressure, though there exist people who have low pressure and the optic-nerve condition (and people with high pressure without effects). I do have damage to my optic nerve, though she hasn't noted it getting worse (which is both good and expected).

I should have asked her to describe what the medicines I take do, just to satisfy my own curiosity. (And, well, my co-pays just went up again...) My impression is that one is about lowering the amount of ocular fluid produced and another is about venting it, and I'm not sure what the third is. Oh well; I can ask next time. She said that she is not going to change the treatment at this time based on the cornea thing because that's speculative, which sounds right to me. There's plenty of time to ask later if I'm actually taking the right mix of drugs; it sounds like, at worst, I'm taking something ineffective. I'd rather not waste money on something known to be useless, but when in doubt, my eyes are a heck of a lot more important than saving some money.

She also suggested that it may be time to get pictures of my optic nerves taken. I gather that the philosophy is similar to that of the mammogram: at a certain point you start looking and from there on you're looking for changes. She described the process for the eyes as "sort of like a CAT scan but without radiation", which doesn't tell me directly (I don't know from CAT scans) but I can apply Google. She said it can wait until summer, when I'm next due for a visual-field test, and they can do 'em together. Ok, whatever.

I'll be interested to compare notes with my father, from whom I inherited the glaucoma, to see what his doctor has been doing lately.

Tidbit picked up in passing: my opthamologist has been practicing for 13 years. I've been seeing her for about 8; I hadn't realized she was so new when I started going to her. When choosing a doctor there's an interesting trade-off between recency (more up-to-date education) and decades of experience (seen more "in the wild"); I'm pretty happy with her, though I got her semi-randomly so that's just luck.

dentist

Sep. 30th, 2005 10:30 am
cellio: (avatar-face)
My dentist (Katsur Dental, "we cater to cowards") gets points for making things so easy:

Me: I think this 27-year-old filling is loose.
D: (poke) It's not exactly loose, but it's disintegrating in place. Would you like me to replace that for you now?
Me: Sure.
D: Novacaine?
Me: Will I regret saying no?
D: I'm the one dealing the pain. You have to decide that.
Me: Let's try without.
D: (drill drill drill) (fill fill fill) Ok, we're done.

Elapsed time: 10 minutes.

Pity about the "don't eat or drink for an hour" part, as I'd politely abstained from breakfast so my dentist wouldn't have to face foody bits. I'll survive. And I'll remember that when the other fillings of that vintage start to fail.

(I only have a few fillings. All are either of that vintage or replacements for same.)
cellio: (lilac)
I'm allergic to Pennsic. (Well, to dust and grass and pollen and weeds and...) So I take Allegra for about three weeks each year to deal with that, but don't take it the rest of the year. (I don't want to develop a resistance to it like I did to all previous allergy drugs save one [1].)

This year I started taking it on Saturday, and then went to Cooper's Lake Sunday for setup. I was fine yesterday, but today I've been congested all day. Mid-day I added Sudafed to the mix; I hope that wasn't bad but I really needed to treat the symptoms. (I take the Allegra once a day and had taken it this morning.) It took about four hours for the Sudafed to produce results.

I think this must have happened in the past, because there's Sudafed in with my use-only-at-Pennsic stuff. Now that I think about it, I remember once calling my doctor from Pennsic to ask if taking Sudafed while taking Allegra would kill me and he said it wouldn't.

I don't know if starting the Allegra earlier would help; how long does it have to be coursing through your veins to lay down a basic barrier against the nasty little allergens? With luck, writing this entry will help me remember next year to start earlier. (I'm sort of assuming that I should be taking allergy drugs (Allegra) and not cold drugs (Sudafed) as a baeline. I don't have a cold; I just have some of the symptoms.)

I should remember to ask my doctor if he can improve on this for me.

[1] Seldane. It worked gloriously, better than Allegra I think, so naturally the FDA eventually decided I couldn't have it.
cellio: (out-of-mind)
We have a new health plan at work, including a new prescription plan. You can order maintenance drugs by mail (I'll be testing the truth of that statement this week), or if you need to have a prescription filled right away (or it's not for an ongoing condition) you can use a participating pharmacy. How do you know where the participating pharmacies are? The enrollment packet says quite clearly that you can get that from their web site.

Well, that's an interesting theory. I cannot find any sort of directory on their web site. It's possible I could access more information if I logged in, but I was never given any account information with which to do so. (At least I wasn't in enrollment packet #2. Packet #1 never reached me.) The web site helpfully provides a phone number -- which answers Monday through Friday, 8AM to 8PM.

Good thing I didn't need a prescription in a hurry after hours, or on a weekend!

(I want more allergy drugs before going to Pennsic. This would have been easy before the change in plans. I hope it will one day be easy again, and I really hope that "one day" occurs this week.)

I'm thinking that having my current pharmacy transfer the prescription might add one complication too many to this venture and I should ask my doctor for a new one. I hope he'll do that for me over the phone.
cellio: (whump)
Ok, you. Out of my brain! Now!

We got email this morning from a recent houseguest whose family turned up with head lice the day after they visited. Oh joy. From our interactions with the affected individuals, and their interactions with our furniture and our subsequent interactions with said furniture in the next 24 hours, we're probably fine. But now I itch.

When I got home from work I vacuumed all the relevant furniture and then took a flea comb to my hair. (Hey, having cats can be handy -- it's a much finer comb than anything I have that's designed for my hair.) Nothing. I had Dani do his and he turned up empty. (I was concerned that lice might be small enough that I wouldn't be able to see them.) It's been 24 hours, and we're avoiding the living-room furniture tonight just in case. So really, we should be fine.

So could my brain please stop with the sympathetic or psychosomatic itching, darnit? This is getting old.
cellio: (lightning)
Dear Giant Eagle pharmacy,

When I filed a prescription with you yesterday, we established that I was already in your database. (This is not my only active prescription.) Nonetheless, you took my phone number and address, writing them directly on the prescription. I said I would return today.

I was, therefore, quite surprised to find, when I got to the head of a non-trivial line, that you had not prepared my order because you wanted to see this year's insurance card first. You could have called, you know. Or filled it but required the card before handing it over. (There would have been no waste if you'd had to rescind it.)

I think when my office moves and you're no longer across the street from where I work, I'll be transferring my prescriptions elsewhere. My previous pharmacy never pulled that stuff. Alas, my previous pharmacy lacks parking and is no longer within walking distance of my job (or home).
cellio: (hubble-swirl)
I saw a news story today about how US life expectancy is at an all-time high. The article doesn't give enough data to be really useful (it's just the popular press, after all), but I found on reading it that I'm not really interested in life-expectancy figures any more. I'm much more interested in the much-harder-to-compute health expectancy.

In other words, at what age do the statistics say the average person will be last able to live independently with a functioning mind and body? (Yes, of course I recognize that this is hard to characterize precisely.) I don't care if life expectancy goes up to 120 if the last 20 years of it are spent lying in a bed no longer able to recognize anyone. That's where we face our challenges today. Keeping people alive is easy; keeping lives worth living all the way to the end is harder.

cellio: (caffeine)
I got this from [livejournal.com profile] gregbo.

1. How many hours do you normally sleep at night?

About 7.5 on average. Sunday is sleep-in day; it's the only day when I don't have to set an alarm and I usually get about 9 hours then.

2. Do you wish you had more time to sleep? Or do you wish that you slept less?

I wish that I required less sleep, or that there were more hours available in the day.

3. Do you like sleeping?

I like the results but I'm indifferent to the act itself. I mean, it's not like I'm really in a position to notice as it happens...

4. What is the longest continuous period that you have spent awake? Why did you do it?

I'm not certain of the longest continuous period; it was probably a stretch of 36 hours or so, either on a gaming weekend or in college due to homework/exams.

The most spectacular stretch of wakefulness that I remember is a 72-hour period in college during which I got approximately five hours of sleep, in chunks no longer than an hour. It was an outrageously busy semester and all the major assignments were due a once. (I was taking an atypical combination of classes, so this timing wasn't hosing anyone else I knew.) This was when I learned that while caffeine in the wild is good stuff, No-Doz is absolutely evil. And yes, I was following the package instructions correctly.

5. If you were offered the chance to eliminate sleep from your life, with absolutely no negative physical or psychological side effects, would you take it? Why or why not? What if this chance was only possible for you, and not for any of your friends or family, or society at large?

No negative effects? In a heartbeat! Sure, there would be some awkward nights in settings like Pennsic, where I can't just stay up and play on the computer or make noise without bothering others, but in general, the idea that I could run out of interesting things to do in my own home is completely foreign to me. I don't understand people who get bored, unless there are external factors (stuck visiting the annoying relatives, illness precluding you from doing things you enjoy, etc). There are so many things I could do to put that time to use, and that don't require other people (so I don't have to care if no one else is awake)! Elimintating the need for sleep would approximately double my free time; I fail to see how this could be bad.

(I am curious to know whether anyone I know would answer this last question differently. It seems that obvious to me.)

cellio: (fire)
Guess-the-anonymous-poster update: One outstanding guess (paging [livejournal.com profile] aliza250), one where I had to be told ([livejournal.com profile] eclectic_1), all others identified. That was fun.

The stereotype is that smart people (including anyone whose job title implies serious analytical skills) don't get picked for juries, but I'm beginning to wonder. I've been called three times and picked twice, and our engineering director is currently away from work because he's on a jury. Do they just sometimes miss in the screening, or are the lawyers not really screening for this sort of thing after all?

A Texas judge has ordered that a person convicted of animal cruetly must post pictures of the animals she starved in her jail cell. Good for the judge! This is similar to the local story some months back of the hit-and-run driver who is required to carry a photo of the person he killed in his wallet during his probation. Such orders do no harm (it's hardly "cruel and unusual") and serve to put a human (or animal, in the one case) face on the damage done by these people. More, please. (And remember, we're talking about people convicted of criminal charges; I am not advocating haunting those who accidentally cause harm and don't try to hide it with such sentences.)

Do spammers really think that people still open messages with the subject line "URGENT"? Or that most of us think we even might know a sender named Brittany? Ah well; it doesn't fool the filters.

At my most recent physical my doctor called for a routine test that kicks in for women at age 40. (Am I being sufficiently delicate?) No surprises there; the surprise came when I called to schedule and the person said "oh, and no caffeine for two days before". After I moved from incoherent blubbering to actual words, I explained that this posed a difficulty and she relented. It turned out to be advice, not medical necessity. Don't scare me like that!

quickies

May. 28th, 2004 06:44 pm
cellio: (lilac)
Is my health-insurance provider the Wall-Mart of the medical world, or are conventional rates really that wacky? I got a statement from them today (from a recent doctor visit) that said things like "[some test], provider's fee $92.50, our allowance $17.47, you owe $0". While that line-item was the most extreme, for most items the "fee" was about three times the "allowance". Does this mean that the insurance company is gouging doctors so much that they end up stiffing the uninsured, because it's fiscally fatal to not accept insurance, or what?

Even though I park in a garage at home and under a bridge at work, the trees have been having mad tree-sex and dumping the output all over my car. (Thanks [livejournal.com profile] amergina for that imagry.) How do they do that? I don't find myself covered in pollen just from walking down the street, so I don't think there's enough "just in the air" to do this.

The person I was supposed to go to services with tomorrow (at Chabad) called to say she has a cold and is going to stay home. Lunch is still on, but services will have to wait for another time. Oh well.

Earlier in the day we talked about logistics. Their services start at 10; ours end at about 11, so I proposed walking down the street and joining them in progress. (We have a new torah reader tomorrow and I want to be there for him.) This is perfectly normal in the Orthodox world, by the way -- not like Reform, and not like churches. Orthodox morning services, in my limited experience, are over 3 hours, so this seemed logical to me -- I figured I'd get there about the time they hit barchu, or at worst the beginning of the amidah. She said if I got there by about 11:15, I'd catch the start of the torah reading. !! She said they're usually done around 12:15 or 12:30.

The congregational meeting was last night. My name was mentioned several more times than I expected it to, and people commented on it. These mentions included one from my rabbi, who ackowledged about a dozen people individually starting with me. Wow! (Oddly, I heard three different pronunciations of my name; obviously not everyone speaking actually knows me well. :-) )
cellio: (moon-shadow)
Shavuot was good. More about that later.

One of the other people on that cantors'/etc list turns out to be worship chair at her own congregation and a year ahead of me in the Sh'liach K'hilah program. It's been interesting to compare notes with her, and she's given me some good information about the SK program. Last year's class was 17 people, she said; this year's is bigger, though she doesn't know how big. So it sounds like a fairly intimate experience, which I like.

She also warned me that the air conditioning in the classrooms is set for "arctic", and there is no internet access in the dorm but there is in the library. That's managable.

I got an information packet from the program in the mail a couple days ago, including a class schedule. Sounds like good stuff. I will assume that the word "chugim", which appears daily, corresponds to "SIG" or "BOF" -- subgroups on specialized topics. (I can imagine four ways to spell "chug" in Hebrew, and I'm too lazy to try them all in the dictionary.)

My professional world is getting a little bit smaller: two past coworkers will be joining my company soon. Nifty.

I heard an ad today from Subway for "low-fat" and "Atkins-friendly" sandwiches. I presume this represents union, not intersection. I'm not sure what the options are for fulfilling both criteria in a sandwich/salad context. My dentist, in whose office I heard this, didn't know either.

A man is suing the Atkins people for his heart problems, saying he needed angioplasty to clear his arteries -- and is asking for $15,000. Usually these suits ask for a heck of a lot more than that; it makes me wonder what the figure is based on.

I've been needing a new pair of non-casual shoes for a while. ("Non-casual": shoes you can wear with skirts, like for Shabbat.) I went to the higher-end store in Squirrel Hill a while back and ended up buying something I ought not have (I went looking for flats and let the clerk talk me into a slight heel). Today I noticed a PayLess in the same mall as my dentist's office, and I believe I've solved my problem for $12.99. I know what I'm doing in the future... (I try to support independent businesses over chains when I can, but they've got to work with me here.)

I watched the season finale of Enterprise. I thought they had promised a complete story in one season. Technically they might have, but I'll bet they address this ending next season...

Off to the annual congregational meeting and, technically, the end of my board tenure.

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