Monday, April 23, 2012

My drugs go missing

Recently -- and I am not sure whether this is good, bad or indifferent -- I have to take Advil after swimming or I wake up at 2 or 3 with big muscle pain in my thighs.

Last night, I remembered. But I was having some stomach issues and all I wanted to do was watch Game of Thrones and go to bed.

Unfortunately,  my thighs were not down with that plan. I woke up at 2:30 feeling like someone was pounding my thighs with a hammer. No one was, but I needed Advil.

I reached back for my trusty bedside bottle of Advil, then I reached on the other side, then I turned on the light and looked, then I put on my glasses and looked. Nothing! My drugs were missing.

I had Advil in my wheelchair bag, too, but getting it was an issue.

Last time this happened, I called my sister. But getting my phone would be almost as hard as getting the Advil. So I maneuvered my chair till I could reach the bag.

But I could not find the bottle by feel. I finally had to sit myself up, using the chair for balance, and look in the bag.

I found the pills quickly, took them and fell back asleep.

Tonight the pills are at the ready even though I did not go swimming.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am never far from my Advil. We are a pair.

Glad you got a hold of yours.

Matt Trott said...

oh yeah

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