I went to the used store yesterday and found this interesting brief case. It has two combination locks, one on each side. The ladies there told me I could have this genuine leather gem for a quarter because no one could figure out how to open it and there didn't seem to be anything inside when they shook it. I bought it, took it home and the numbers just came to me right away. I decided it would be my dangerous med container. No toddler or animal can ever get their grubby paws on my most volatile meds now. Pretty cool, eh? I figure I was meant to have it, because the numbers were in my head. I opened it on the first try. That's the Fentanyl in those red boxes. I got two yesterday. I worried about those a lot because to a little kid, they look like gum.
Indie volunteered to guard it, but, I didn't want to annoy him, so I spent half the afternoon screwing a heavy duty lug ring into the top cubby of my closet. Then I bicycle chained it up in there. It's not exactly handy, but, it sure is safe. I'll now think twice when I have a headache, like, is it really worth getting through all this, or would a cup of hot tea do? Oh, and there WAS something inside it. It's mine now.
The lessor meds go up in the same high cubby, in this nifty basket Miss Peg brought me as a house warming present. It was filled with the best stuff, hot choc, popcorn, virgin olive oil, honey, beautiful dish towels and other nice things. That was so thoughtful, Miss Peg, thank you. I love baskets too and this is a good one. The kids can't reach the top of the closet (neither can I without a step stool) and if they could, the door sticks, is hard to open and makes a terrible noise that would alert me. Though I doubt anyone could OD on my stomach coaters and acid reflux meds. Or my hormones. I later added all my needles to the brief case. And the used needle container. Should work out well.
I am going to invest in some of those dorky daily pill containers and make up a weeks worth to keep in the case. Then I can just get into this security thing once a day. Each daily packet should be safe in my locked bedside drawer.
And yes, I am aware of the volume of meds here. I explained my maladies in the 'messed up' post and I won't be repeating myself. Medical stories are so fucking boring.
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CYA but too late according to the state.
This whole "the state" thing is so boring. Obviously the person posting this whiny pseudo-innuendo-threat crap has a low IQ and time on their hands. Why else would they need to devote their attention to details of your life. They suck. And by "they", I mean the T monster and her tiny-brained minion.
Christina
As gift baskets go, I'm sure Miss Peg's was lovely......but I prefer your version of the gift basket as it is, and I'm willing to move across the street if you're willing to send me one just like it as a housewarming gift, lol.
Wow, first try? What a cool way to store your meds, though. Like a secret agent's briefcase.
Yeah what is all that "the state" business? You sound like a 9 year old.
Please don't place things where you fall retrieving them. Not good.
Okay, so the suspense is killin' me....you said you found something in the briefcase, and you're keeping it.....what was it?? Was it Dr. Chen's prescription pad? Lol. j/k But do tell!
It's in the picture, if you look close.
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