Trailer Class Crash

If this was the first time that I had confused my prescription drugs it might be funny, but now I just look like an idiot.  I now have taken the wrong medication two times in the last six months.  It’s not like confusing your Vitamin D with your birth control pill it’s actually confusing your cholesterol lowering medication with a class of medications called sedative-hypnotics, specifically Ambien.  

One of these is Ambien and the other Lipitor

 Ambien works by slowing activity in the brain to allow sleep, but you can feel the  affects in less than 15 minutes. There is nothing better if you’re having trouble sleeping and nothing worse if you’re trying to start a busy day.I was all dressing for work, had refilled my pill box with medications for the week, popped my pills for the day, the kiddo was ready for school in his favorite green shirt with dolphins on it and we were off. On the drive there I found myself weaving a bit.  I corrected it and told myself to pay attention.  It became a pattern I was having difficulty controlling the closer I was getting to my sons school. The reality of what I had done began presenting itself as I did a little walk and weave into the preschool.

Things now begin to get fuzzy.   I know I dropped him off OK and then I think I talked to the administrative assistant and started crying.  She said she would drive me.  I remember sitting in the passenger seat of my car and crying about my son Jake who has Schizophrenia and what I was going to do next and how unfair the disease is without any laws to help.  I think I decided I had to go back to school and get a law degree in order to make any changes in the system.  Now if getting a law degree doesn’t sound like a hallucination…

She told me about her son that struggles in school and I remember thinking it’s not important, don’t make too big of a deal of it.  Think of his moral and social development. To have your mental health is everything and I certainly didn’t have my mind at this juncture, so why not cry some more.

She took me home. I called work and think I was crying.   I don’t know how my guardian angel got back to work.  I fell in my bed, fully clothed and woke up five  hours later. 

Here I am thinking I better reexamine my life, stay focused on one thing at a time, I need to get rid of the my supreme multi-tasking abilities especially when it comes to organizing my pill box.This is for another post, but I would really like to get rid of pills.