Ugh, I forgot to take my pill yesterday morning. Seriously, of all the things that wig me out about being medicated for the rest of my life, the ease with which it becomes such a part of your routine that it can just so easily slip your mind scares the shit out of me. I need a low level of anxiety reminding me to check and check again to make sure I’ve done it, but I don’t have that. Luckily in this case it was just the Pill, but I forgot to take the metformin the day before the Butcher’s birthday and I spent that whole day feeling like I was fixing to die.
Anyway, I think GoldnI is doing some of the best blogging on Cooper of anyone in the country right now.
And it doesn’t look like Tom Wood’s story about soldiers being exposed to dangerous toxins by KBR and Halliburton is behind the paywall yet, so read it and weep while you have the chance.
Filed under: Random Things
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I am resisting ::picture bold and italics but I don’t want to do the html formatting:: getting one of those pill cases with days of the week on them. At this point I really should because I keep running into the same thing. But to me those suckers always say “pass me my AARP card, I need the Senior Discount on this case of Metamucil and I have to get home in time for Murder, She Wrote.”
So I’m going with the time-honoured “honey, did I take pills after breakfast this morning?” method. Now I just have to eat breakfast with Hubby every morning.
I keep my morning pills near the fridge since I need to take them with milk. They’re in the way so I remember to take them. Then I put my evening pills in one little pillbox that I put on my placemat, so I’ll remember to take them with dinner. Fortunately, I have no bedtime pills.