They call it 'practicing' medicine for a reason.
It's not really an exact science. Too many variables to figure into patient care for it to be exact. Everyone is different, everyone reacts differently no two patients are alike.
I just read another article this morning that said that another insurance carrier is limiting the number of narcotic pain killers a person can get. Then it went on to say that many 'old' people are selling their prescriptions on the street.
As a person who needs prescription pain killers in order to stay active and for pain relief, I find that to be a wee tad on the insulting side. I imagine there are those out there who do just that BUT, not all do it. The doctor is preaching at me because I don't use them as frequently as he thinks I should. They were also ranting about alternative methods for pain control. Yeah, right. My wonderful insurance will not pay for my D.O. to do his osteopathic adjustments on my back. I need them about every 3-4 weeks, he has told me time after time. I go in 4 times a year. Why? Each treatment is over 300 dollars and my insurance won't touch it because my physician is not a PPO.
So all you old fogies out there, put your walkers and canes away and quit peddlin' them drugs! Yer given us all a bad name!
I swear my chickens are trying to give me a stroke. I went out yesterday and two hens just were not acting right. One was one of my little Silver Duckwing bantams and the other was one of the regular bantams. I babied them all day, fed them medicated egg yolk, made sure they were drinking and nibbling food. Later I found an egg under the roost bar. It was a bantam egg and the little Silver Duckwing girl was out in the run happily scratching away with her sissy.
She is a new layer. This morning, both are back to normal. I told my husband maybe she had cramps......
It's not really an exact science. Too many variables to figure into patient care for it to be exact. Everyone is different, everyone reacts differently no two patients are alike.
I just read another article this morning that said that another insurance carrier is limiting the number of narcotic pain killers a person can get. Then it went on to say that many 'old' people are selling their prescriptions on the street.

So all you old fogies out there, put your walkers and canes away and quit peddlin' them drugs! Yer given us all a bad name!

I swear my chickens are trying to give me a stroke. I went out yesterday and two hens just were not acting right. One was one of my little Silver Duckwing bantams and the other was one of the regular bantams. I babied them all day, fed them medicated egg yolk, made sure they were drinking and nibbling food. Later I found an egg under the roost bar. It was a bantam egg and the little Silver Duckwing girl was out in the run happily scratching away with her sissy.

