im like a farmer. except for tending to my crops, chickens and cows...i have my family and medications to deal with. i wake up, and make sure willoughby gets his first set of eye drops, and pepcid for his stomach. then an hour later, he gets 2 anti-biotics, and a med for his gall bladder stone. then hayden gets his breathing treatment (asthma and allergies). i take my first pill of calcium/vitamin d. 3pm...willoughby gets one more pill. then again at 8 pm he gets his eyedrops again and his anti-biotic. i take my set of pills, (not cancer related....fish oil pills, my second dose of calcium and my "crazy pills"). hayden gets his breathing inhaler again, and a nose spray. at 11 pm, willoughby gets his last anti-biotic for the day.
this may not seem like that much. but it is. i didnt include the fighting i have to do with willoughby to get the drops in his eyes and the pills down his throat. with hayden, (like everything with hayden), it takes me 15 minutes to do a 3 second job. im lucky if i dont forget to take my pills...but im last on the totem pole.
anyway...im adding being a pharmacist to my list of professions which i have acquired from not having a "job". im off to fight with hayden to get him to do his inhaler so i can get him dressed and to camp. then i have to shove food in his mouth so hell eat something. then i have to fight with the dog and the pills. were late, as usual...but im writing this so i dont have to watch "blues clues", and hayden insists on watching it to the end.
...and so another day begins on my "funny farm".
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if i were you i would keep taking your"crazy pills" actually i would up the dosage!
love ya
mom
I ditto that last comment!!!
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