Longs almost killed my dog

Got your attention, I bet.

Drum roll please…
I now add Longs Drugs to my ever-growing list of local companies schlepping their way to mediocrity.

Maybe I should start having a formal event where “Crap” awards are handed out.

Black tie, food from Ige’s and a small orchestra for dancing afterwards.
Make a night of it.

Longs, meet Zippys and Big City Diner.
I hope all of you will be very happy together.

Here we go –
Got a real sick dog.

He’s got one leg on the so-called Rainbow Bridge but he’s hanging in.

PrednisoneHe’s on Prednisone among a ton of other pills.

As the vet put it, any dog that dies that wasn’t on Prednisone was getting bad care.

It’s got some nasty side effects but can do wonders for the time the animal has left.

I ran out of Prednisone yesterday because the stuff tends to crumble.
Won’t be getting more until the next vet visit on Saturday.

When an animal – or person – is on Prednisone you cannot stop it abruptly.

Real bad things can happen.

So, I call the vet and ask if they’d call in a prescription to my friendly neighborhood Longs for one 5 mg Prednisone pill.

The dog gets a 1/4 pill every night and that one pill will get us to Saturday nicely, thank you.

They did it and the wife picks it up after work and brings it home.

I get ready to give the dog his life-extending medication and the damn pill is 50 mg.
Ten times too strong even if it had been cut.

Ten times.

It would have killed him.

The vet checked and it was Longs error.
Wonderful.

Now, for those who say, “Geesh, it’s only a dog.”

That’s not the point.

Secondly – one wonders if this is how they check stuff before they hand it out to some old, sick person that just takes their meds without looking at the bottle.

Most people just open, grab and swallow, maybe?

I wonder if Longs has killed anyone recently.

Harsh?
You bet.

I’m pissed and grumpy and those two do not mix well.

4 thoughts on “Longs almost killed my dog

    • I’ve always prefered the small neighborhood pharmacy where I dealt with the pharmacist directly and he or she carefully checked the bottle as it was given to me. But they have been squeezed out of business by federal regulations and reimbursement rates by insurance carriers. Now you get everything in a stapled bag by a clerk. This push toward mail order is also taking any face-to-face out of the picture completely. The pharmacist has always been part of your medical team. No longer.
      Scary.

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