Sometimes you have to stop for their own good

Buying him that month at a shot pill case was a good idea at first but now his prescriptions are all out of sync with the case. But that’s not what this post is about.

My fingers were getting so sore opening those pill cases to fill them , that I finally told him I was done, and he needed to learn how to do it.

What if I weren’t around to do it for him? If he doesn’t know how to fill the cases, what pills he takes when, then me doing it for him is no big favor.

Oh, he whines, he bitches, he moans and groans…but he does them. He has to. I won’t. I’ll help him when it gets too frustrating or difficult for him but most times I just leave him to it.

He now knows exactly what he takes, the dosages, and the frequency. And my fingers are no longer sore from opening those stupid plastic pill cases.

pill caddy

 

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Agented Mystery Writer, Bull Terrier owner--I have one at the present time, Avid gardener.

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