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with things you don't understand.
I followed the directions, with the happy result... that my life was preserved, and is still going on :-)
Jerome K. Jerome, "Hypochondriac's Prescription," Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog), 1889
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Peace.
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I don't take any medical prescription medications, but I do take several supplements and vitamins. So, if they can be included this is my daily B12 😊
for the Macro Monday challenge: "medications"
My MM 2025 set: Here
previous years of the Macro Mondays challenge:
My 2024 set: Here
My 2023 set: Here
My 2022 set: Here
My 2021 set: Here
My 2020 set: Here
My 2019 set: Here
My 2018 set: Here
My 2017 set: Here
My 2016 set: Here
My 2015 set: Here
My 2014 set: Here
My 2013 set: Here
… I needed prescription spectacles!
A slim 'tube' pair of reading specs that could pass for a fountain pen when in their case!
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for the Macro Monday challenge: Eyewear
My MM 2025 set: Here
previous years of the Macro Mondays challenge:
My 2024 set: Here
My 2023 set: Here
My 2022 set: Here
My 2021 set: Here
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My 2013 set: Here
"Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you what you are."
- G.K. Chesterton
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Ghost signs are perfect for photography...and specifically, they are perfect for HDR photography because it brings out all the contrast between the brick wall and the fading paint.
This ghost sign features at least two prior signs and maybe more...the most clear one is at the bottom of the wall and reads "Wine of Cardui for Women". Cardui was a 38-proof patent medicine made from the late 19th century through the twentieth by the Chattanooga Medicine Company, of Chattanooga, Tennessee. The indications or uses for this product as provided on its packaging: "For menstrual disturbances of women such as irregularity, exaggeration, suppression, etc. For irregular, painful or delayed menstruation, suppressed or delayed menses, painful menstruation, profuse or too frequent flow of menses, whites, falling of the womb, change of life, and as a general restorative for delicate women. Menstrual irregularities and uterine and ovarian troubles." Like most such medicine, it owed a lot of its powers to its high alcoholic content, 19% by volume, which is more than wine.
And the second, which is most of the upper ⅔ of the wall, appears to be two different versions of "R.S. Carson, The Prescription Druggist". I cannot find any information on this particular person and can only assume that he was a local druggist who most likely was also a dealer for the Wine of Cardui.
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
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Cotton swabs, known as cotton buds internationally.
These are just what the doctor ordered for a broad range of uses beyond the very common but potentially dangerous task of cleaning ears. I recently used tips cut from swabs as makeshift wicks for an improvised candle.
Prescription medicine, in a very familiar tablet form.
I cannot say what these are for, but I must note these taste somewhat bitter. This quality reminds me of an idiom with origins in 17th-century medicine, when pills were much bitterer than they are now and the reluctance to take them considerably greater back then. The ones shown here do have a slight unpleasant taste, only when they land on my tongue, I have gotten used to.
Each tablet is about ¼" (6.35mm) diameter.
Located on the Historic Downtown Square in Gallatin, TN and within the Gallatin Commercial Historic District listed on the National Register of Historic Places (NRHP), Swaney's (as it's commonly referred to) has been a staple since the 1950's (with the building having been constructed circa 1870). Originally a prescription drug store with a soda fountain, it became a very popular spot to enjoy malts, shakes and beverages. With its reopening as a full restaurant in 2015 in its original location across from Gallatin's historic courthouse, it continues to provide a place for family & friends to gather for great food & fun!
The historic district referenced above that includes this great old building (and sign) was listed on the NRHP on October 23, 1985. Some of the information above was taken from the original documents submitted for listing consideration found here:https://npgallery.nps.gov/NRHP/AssetDetail/28920437-adb0-4fe1-8aee-29a291cd7be1
And the rest on the Swaney-Swift website:
This photo was taken in 2013 during my previous Project 365…please visit my album for this “REMASTERED” Project 365 as I revisit each day of 2013 for additional photos to share!!
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D5200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
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He was struck by a van while walking in central Ballinrobe. The news is devastating. Back in October, when I first posted this image, I wrote the following. I think it's a good idea to repost it out of respect for the man and what he's meant to our community.
Behind this nondescript storefront, and the small, bare, waiting room behind, sits my doctor of the last ten years. In this day of corporate medicine, he’s an anachronism, even for Ireland.
He’s been here in this little rural town for decades. At 69, he should be slowing down, but it wasn’t until the Covid crisis hit, that he began to demand that people call for an appointment — patients would otherwise just queue up in the waiting room, and wait to be seen. (Covid also saw the demise of the waiting room’s vast collection of tattered grocery store gossip magazines, some many years old.)
He has no receptionist; no nurse. Call the office, and he’ll be the one answering the telephone. Tell him that you need an appointment, and he’ll ask, “When would you like to come in?” Yes, you read that correctly; he’s asking you, the patient what’s convenient, not giving the take-it-or-leave-it, date-and-time ultimatum we’re accustomed to hearing elsewhere.
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When your time comes, the door to his office opens, and you’re greeted with a “Hiya, come on in” and you’re led to a chair by his desk.
The desk itself is a chaotic mess of lab tests, surgery reports, insurance letters, and miscellaneous incoming mail. To his left is a cabinet and counter, where he keeps syringes, bandages, and other small tools of the trade. Nearby is his exam table. Old wood and leatherette, it was probably inherited from the previous doctor. It could date to the 1940s.
One thing you’ll find missing on his desk is a computer; laptop or otherwise. He has one, somewhere, but I’ve never seen it. He may have left the laptop at home that morning.
After getting you seated, he’ll most likely say “Hold on, and I’ll get your file.” He doesn’t have to be reminded of who you are, even though he’s one of only three doctors serving a town of 3,500, plus the surrounding farming community.
He emerges from the back room, with your ‘file’. The file consists of multiple index cards accumulated through the years, stapled together one on top of the other.. Each card represents details of prior visits, all carefully written out in longhand. If you live long enough, your stack of cards could grow to be an inch thick, all stapled together again and again, as your history with him had grown as well.
Some remark of yours may bring out a story of his years long ago in residency, or an anecdote about a funny situation with a now long-dead patient. A visit should last 15 minutes, but a good story warrants an extra five or ten. He scrawls out your prescription, or takes your blood, and it’s time to go.
“What are my damages?” You say to conclude. “Ah… forty-five.” You hand him a fifty and the note is shoved into a front trouser pocket. He roots around for your fiver, and sees you to the door. Good-byes are exchanged. You leave the office, and someone in the waiting room stands up.
“Hiya, come on in,” he says to the next patient.
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Epilogue: You might be sprawled on your couch, in front of the TV, later that night. Nine thirty; quarter to ten… and the phone will ring. You answer, and recognise the doctor’s voice. He sounds rather animated, almost gleeful. “I’ve been researching your problem here, and I found something interesting…”
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...And a little bit of Ireland at the finest passes into history.
016/366,
Now in our lost and found.
10 seconds, time delayed, exposure,
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Macro Mondays and the theme of "Labels".
This week I didn't have too many thoughts as to what my subject wiuld be but a prescription label with Braille along the side was the most interesting one I found.
So just a simple setup in front of the kitchen window and a simple desaturation of colour in the RAW editor as it was all Black and White anyway.
The blue cap is approximately 1 inch wide.
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that he was more likely to die of an illegibility in the handwriting of a physician, whose prescription could not be properly deciphered by the dispensing druggist....Anyway handwriting is old-fogeyish and out of date in these days. The clear, neat, unmistakable print of the typewriter is the only justifiable method of the twentieth century :-)
Multiplex Hammond Writing Machine ad, "Department of Progressive Advertisers," The American Journal of Clinical Medicine, May 1918
HBM!!
Boca Chita Key, Biscayne National Park, Florida
Biscayne National Park is an American national park in southern Florida, south of Miami. The park preserves Biscayne Bay and its offshore barrier reefs. Ninety-five percent of the park is water, and the shore of the bay is the location of an extensive mangrove forest. The park covers 172,971 acres (270.3 sq mi; 700.0 km2) and includes Elliott Key, the park's largest island and first of the true Florida Keys, formed from fossilized coral reef. The islands farther north in the park are transitional islands of coral and sand. The offshore portion of the park includes the northernmost region of the Florida Reef, one of the largest coral reefs in the world.
Originally proposed for inclusion in Everglades National Park, Biscayne Bay was removed from the proposed park to ensure Everglades' establishment. The area remained undeveloped until the 1960s, when a series of proposals were made to develop the keys in the manner of Miami Beach, and to construct a deepwater seaport for bulk cargo, along with refinery and petrochemical facilities on the mainland shore of Biscayne Bay. Through the 1960s and 1970s, two fossil-fueled power plants and two nuclear power plants were built on the bay shores. A backlash against development led to the 1968 designation of Biscayne National Monument. The preserved area was expanded by its 1980 re-designation as Biscayne National Park. The park is heavily used by boaters, and apart from the park's visitor center on the mainland, its land and sea areas are accessible only by boat.
Industrialist Mark C. Honeywell was a Cocolobo Club member who bought Boca Chita Key in 1937, expanding the facilities to include a small lighthouse. Boca Chita Key was developed with several structures including an imitation lighthouse, built using coral rock and topped with a wire cage resembling a lighthouse lantern, and the end of a jetty on the north side of the key. The key was owned by Honeywell until 1945. Mark and Olive Honeywell also built a chapel, a guesthouse, seawalls and utility buildings on the island
The Boca Chita Key structures are administered as a cultural landscape, interpreting the area's use as a retreat for the rich. More modest homesteads include the now-abandoned plantations developed by Israel Jones and his sons, and the Sweeting Homestead on Elliott Key. The frame structures associated with these plantations, together with those of the Cocolobo Cay Club and frame buildings on Boca Chita Key, have been destroyed by fire and hurricanes
Today was utterly magic. Ollie and Alyssa came to meet me in Bondi, and scooped me up into their friendly arms. When they suggested doing the walk to Coogee, I thought it wouldn't be too different to last time. Wrong.
We didn't take the path, but we climbed, jumped and scraped our legs over the cliffs and rocks the entire way! It was SO much fun, we laughed SO much and did VERY dangerous things (don't worry, mum) and standing on the edge of this cliff and watching the waves crash and the surfers skim across the water, I finally felt at home here. You can't write a prescription for friendship and laughter.
The internet friends I've met up with along the way have really made this trip, really, truly. I've got a few more to meet before I fly home, so bring on tomorrow :D
Signing off, one very full-hearted, Restored Rosie <3 117/365
Pills are really interesting to me. Not in a junkie way xD They're just all so differently colored and shaped, and the various things they pack into these little capsules is amazing.
Shot for “Looking Close… on Friday!” and the theme “Toy Cars”
I felt obligated to enter a photo for this theme. Looking back to when my son was 2-years old, he has always been into cars. And to this day at age 27, he still loves cars and works in the auto industry.
Growing up he was always playing with toy cars and he amassed a large collection of them. We (my wife and I) became quite accustomed to opening a drawer or cabinet door to find a toy car or two within. We were careful to not walk around our home barefoot as stepping on one of them was hazardous to our health. Toy cars are still in his life as we have carried on a tradition that he gets at least one toy car as a gift every Christmas.
He has lived on his own for several years now and we still find some of his cars in unsuspecting places. This Hot-Wheels roadster being one I pulled from the cabinet below our TV.
As for my title of ‘Prescription Drive’, I was a child of the 60’s and 70’s, and just hopping in the car with the family to go for a drive was quite common growing up. I enjoyed it then and still enjoy drives today. But now I have a destination in mind (usually some place I can snap a picture or two).