Congrats on the job, askye!
I have this system, it's very low-tech, for my thyroid meds. I take it when I get up, and have to wait an hour to eat, so the bottle is in the bathroom, on the toilet tank. Actually, there are two bottles. The doc kept upping the dose, and the pharmacy kept filling the old dosage plus the new dosage, so I wound up with 100mg pills while I was taking 112mg, and 112mg while taking 125mg. The pills are tiny, but it's okay to cut them, and H has a pill cutter. I used to take half a 100mg on Wednesday and Saturday, in addition to the daily 112mg. But I had two bottles of 112mg left when she bumped me to 125, so we sat down and worked it out. A quarter 112mg. pill is...carry the one, divide by...28mg. So if I take 112mg every day, and 28mg. every other day, in two days, that's 252(ish)mg, thus 126mg per day.
So now all I need is to be reminded did I take the quarter pill yesterday? Or the day before?
My extremely high tech solution is a wooden tile the shape of a scrabble tile, about twice that size, with an X on one side and a checkmark on the other. It lies on the back of the toilet tank next to the pills, and when I get up in the morning, if it's X side up I flip it over before I take the single pill. The next morning I flip the checkmark over before I take the quarter and the whole pill.
That's it. H cut the tile, carved and painted the checkmark and the X, and I've been using it for a year without a problem. I don't have to *remember* shit. I look at and flip the tile while I'm reaching for the pill bottle,, and take what it said. Moving on, no trying to remember, no second-guessing.
Not as much fun as an iPhone alarm, but I couldn't think my way through that before coffee.
Yeah, I go with pill box because I try to do without when I'm too lazy to refill it, and then inevitably hit a morning where I'm like "wait, shit, did I take that or not??"
I have to use a pill box. If I'm busy I'll turn off an alarm and forget about it two seconds later.
I'm glad it worked, sj. I would never remember to take an every other day pill without my device yelling at me about it, I don't think.
Another dream where my beloved tried to convince me he wasn't gone. Kudos to this one, it actually went into life model decoy territory. But I'm so angry at my brain for this. How does this benefit my subconscious to bring these things up? Though applying logic to the dreamstate is counter productive. Memories would be melanchoy, "Hi, just dropping by to see how you are" would be sad but dealable. But this attempting to rewrite reality is just basic betrayal.
Ugh, Connie's brain! Give her a break.
The house across the street is occupied by a single mother and her kids, but they aren't always there. I can't figure that one out. And the mother is horrific, always screaming at the kids at the top of her lungs, complete with just about every swear word you can think of.
For the past 2 hours one of the kids has been (I guess) locked out of the house by the mom, and is just yelling "MOOOOOOOOM!!!!" at the top of his lungs over and over.
I don't know the mom, and I don't want to get involved. But I'm really close to calling the police. But I don't want that to lead to a situation where CPS would get involved. I pretty much just want the shitty mom to let her kid in the house.
Lol--can you go tell the kid to shut the hell up?
I swear I'm not making this up -- the kid came and knocked on my door, and the mom immediately threw open her door and started yelling "Get the FUCK off that porch right the hell now!!!" So I guess she was watching the whole time?
And now the mom on the porch taking selfies and the boy is on the sidewalk wailing, and 2 little girls came out on the porch and are screaming.
What the actual hell.
Aww, it reminds me of my wheelchair-bound loud possibly drug-dealer neighbor! Who we call "cellphone" because the most common bellowing screams are "bring me my cellphone! Bring me my cellphone!" (Second only is "open the door! Open the door!")
