Stupid Human Trick

Of course, as soon as I put in print that some less-than-stellar moments and events can be humorous blog material, I go and pull a good one. It's fate.

Every morning I go through a routine before I feed the dogs. I have set up a photographed re-enactment of this routine for you.

First, I get out the pills.

I dump the morning pills from the dosette into this little bowl.

I take one of the pills out of the little bowl and half a pill out of the bottle. Does anyone see where this is going yet?

Here - a close-up of the pill bottle might enlighten you.

That's right. It's a pill bottle from the vet.

I take my round yellow pill (Pariet) before I feed the dogs because it needs to be taken a while before eating breakfast to work properly. The other little yellow pill is thyroid medication for Harrison the sheltie that he eats before the dogs get fed.

One would think that this routine should be automatic just because of its frequency, no?

No.
For some reason (stupidity is the only excuse that comes to mind) I took the dog's pill this morning. As soon as I swallowed it I realized that it was the wrong pill. I briefly considered inducing vomiting but then remembered that I, too, take thyroid medication. Harrison's pills are listed in mg. My thyroid pills are listed in mcg. I realize that I have no idea how to compare the two so do a quick internet search. Then I consider the possibility that dog thyroid pills are not made of the same stuff as people thyroid pills, swallow my pride, and phone the pharmacy. Bless her heart, the pharmacist didn't even laugh at me. (I bet there was laughter after I hung up and she shared the story with her co-workers though.) She assured me that it was safe to take dog thyroid medication this one time and advised me to take another quarter of his pill to equal my daily dose.

Needless to say, I am still alive to write about it. But if I should start barking and herding moving objects, someone phone the doctor.