chrishansenhome

Occasionally I've forgotten to take a dose of some pill or other. Luckily there haven't seemed to have been any ill effects from this. However, tonight, as I was preparing to go upstairs to bed, I went to take my cholesterol pill as usual before retiring. Instead, I chugged down tomorrow night's complement of two diabetes pills. They are kept in similar pillboxes next to each other and while I looked at it, and saw the diabetes pills in it, they didn't register. As I was replying to another ljer's comment somewhere, I suddenly realised that I'd taken the wrong pills. I went and took the cholesterol pill, but it was too late for the other two.

I am aware of the danger of this: my blood sugar could get dangerously low. I have eaten a sweet Caribbean bread, toasted, with jam. I think this should be OK but I am going to stay awake for a while, just in case.

I need to label one of the two pill boxes so that this does not happen again. I suppose it's carelessness on my part; I've been taking pills morning and night for 13 years now. However, this is the first time I've taken the wrong pills at the wrong time. What a pain! I have work tomorrow, and dinner tomorrow night with the neighbouring vicar and his partner. Thursday evening is my Lodge evening. I so do not need this danger and aggravation right at the moment.

I hate pills. I effing hate having to live my life taking pills.