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There are times I really appreciate living in a small town with a pharmacist who knows my name. I don't have to remember (or look up) what the prescription number is, or worry about how many are in a packet. It's easy -- the Province allows 90 days worth, so I get 90 pills of the ones that are once a day. 270 of the ones that are three times a day. Or, in the case of the one that I cut in half and take once a day? Yup. 45 pills. Get down near the end, call him up, and "Hey, Mo. It's Charlie. Could you refill my puffer please. Thanks, one of us will be in tomorrow or the next day. "
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