I took my mom home last night; or rather I took her to the pharmacy for the several hundred dollars worth of useless medications prescribed to her by the incompetent doctor who was trying to prove she actually did something.
Of course of the five scrips that she wrote, three of them were wrong; one the wrong dosage, one no dosage at all, and one improperly written.
She's going to talk to her REAL doctors today.
Oh, and one of my moms nurses was flirting with me. Cute, a bit heavy, but she seemed nice... what the hell, I left her my number.
