I've been
Mississippi'ed. Or maybe Cheneyed is a better word for it. I went to the pharmacy to get my prescriptions and found that my Vioxx is no longer covered under Medicaid. OK, so it is an expensive drug. And there are other, cheaper NSAIDs out there. However, I can't take enough of any of them without my stomach killing me to do me any good. So now it seems I have a choice between narcotics and bleeding stomach ulcers. My doc will only give me 30 tablets of Vicodin at a time. I am going in next week to talk about this with him. I can maybe get the Vioxx from Merck, or maybe we can figure out something different for pain. I just know I haven't had any since Saturday, and I'm hurting.
BTW, the old man who goes clamming on the Vioxx commercial amuses me no end. I can walk about three blocks before I am in a lot of pain. The last place I am going to go is out to a rainy, misty, damp beach to dig clams. I have decided that it is advertised for the folks who have a few twinges, and it really keeps them moving. Me, it just keeps me from taking narcotics as often.