While driving to pick up a prescription this morning, it occured to me that I do this quite a bit.

It used to be that when I went out it was for fun, a party, shopping lunch with the gals. I don't know another person besides myself on a first name basis with the pharmacist, but a few times a month Dave will say to me, "How's it going Beth?You're looking better, that pill now comes in generic."

And to boot, he hands me a token for the coffee machine. After 13 paid prescriptions I am elegible for 20% off of a grocery order. It doesn't get much better than this!

Hey AARP, take some lessons here, I don't need your hotel discount, I need a prescription discount!

Dave asked me last week when I would be able to start working out again, I replied with "I am going to add handles to my medical files because they are heavy enough to be used as hand weights!"

Those of you that follow me know that I had surgery (again) three weeks ago. Prior to the surgery, I had an extensive blood work up.

This is where it gets tricky.

I was told I'm low in vitamin D and I need to take fish oil. I asked my doctor if I just take a vitam D, she said no, you need D-3. I asked if I just take fish oil vitamins, she said no, you need Omega 3.

What's with all of the 3's here? Can I eat fish? No Beth, too much mercury! Can I just take a multi vitamin with everything already in it? Well of course Beth, One A Day, makes one for "Mature Women."

YAY. Finally someone thinks I'm mature! My kids tell me daily that I act like I'm 12. 

Hey Dave, got any Mature Women vitamins back there?

Everyday it seems there is something else going on with me, I feel like they are going to soon add "syndrome" after my name!

The Beth Syndrome.

Look out The Donald, I've got you Trumped on this one!