In an earlier post I discussed the signs of getting old, being called sweetie by young people, not being able to see the fine print (and the medium print,) dying the hair blonde to cover the white and thinking that pro football players all look like babies. Well now I can add another sign that I am getting old; having to keep my medications in a weekly medicine container. Damn, they just keep coming!
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Look at the positive side: at least you can still fit all the ones you need to remember into that single slot per day device!
You'll get lots more sympathy from me when you have to switch to big the kind that has multiple slots per day (that some of the even-older folks I know use).
Just be patient, m'dear....
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