My mother just got discharged from the hospital and is back in her apartment now. And even though the doctor and nurses were great and really helped my mother, the hospital always sticks it up your ass as you're leaving. Just as I predicted here in an earlier post, they gave my mom new prescriptions on her way out - 5 new prescriptions (6 new bottles of medicine) to be specific... after the 3 new prescriptions they gave her when she went to the hospital a month ago.
And when I told them that she is not to be given a Covid-19 vaccine, or a flu shot, or Teberculosis shot, or any other shot, it was obvious that they were planning to offer her one or more of those poisons. And when I asked the pharmacy if any of the medications had aspartame - the pharmacist checked and sure enough, the antibiotic that my mother is required to finish taking has aspartame.
I asked the pharmacist why they would prescribe to a fragile elderly woman who has had cancer in the past, a potentially cancer causing carcinogen. The pharmacist then turned into an irate confrontational asshole from the sewer. I wanted to shove his head up his tiny little loser butt, but I think that's illegal. So the criminal enterprise known as your neighborhood family friendly hospital lived up to my expectations.