I gave up managing my media long ago after I messed them up so bad I did not know what drugs to take when or what drugs I even had. However, with my wife's oversight, I have continued to take my meds, as she has them laid out in my pill box. She always checks on the pill box to make sure I have taken all my pills. And on busy mornings, she makes sure I take both morning groups of pills. Some before I eat, some after I eat breakfast. I also dispense our two elderly poodle's drugs. Marcel, our 11 year old male, has Hypothyroidism just like me. He and I take our morning pill at the same time. It is even the same drug, he just gets a higher dose than I do, until this morning!
We were going out to eat breakfast with our son. That changed my morning routine. That was the issue. My routine is my lifeline. Change it and I do not guarantee the results. This morning, I took Marcel's thyroid medicine! I did not figure it out until I went to give Marcel his pill!
I feel OK, my stomach is a little upset, but I guess I will live. But it upsets me and illustrates to me that I am loosing control of my ability to manage things in my life. It is frightening and disconcerting, but not unexpected. Actually, I am surprised it has taken this ling for me to reach this point. I owe my slow progression to Dr. Mary Bowles in Norfolk, Virginia. I need to go home and give her s hug.
So, we will cautiously watch this new indicator and see if it is an anomaly or a trend. Meanwhile, I am not scratching flees and I have not chased any squirrels in the yard, yet!