One More Day. Not that I’m Counting or Anything


April 25, 2011 by Marj Hatzell

We’re down to T-minus twenty-two hours and twenty minutes until the magical school bus arrives to take Bugaboo to his totally awesome school. He’s ready. I’m ready. We’re all ready.n

It hasn’t been the best school break but it certainly hasn’t been the worst. He’s kept himself occupied at home very well and I’ve kept him busy as well. I made sure we had plenty of shopping and fun events (zoo and amusement park) and walks in our neighborhood and trips to the park and babysitting and dog sitting and…busy week. I need a long nap after this week. Maybe a few days. Thik I could get away with staying in bed for three or four days?  Maybe? Please?

I think it would have gone much more smoothly if he slept well. And I’ve referenced that. But it turns out I AM NOT CRAZY. Ok, I totally am but I KNEW something was up. I mean, I had a feeling something wasn’t quite right. I couldn’t understand for the life of me why a kid that takes an elephant’s dose of sleep medication PLUS ten mgs of melatonin would have so much trouble falling asleep. And staying asleep. I mean, short of knocking him out the old-fashioned way (bonk on the head) what else could I have done? We took him for rides. We gave him many baths, took him for many walks, got him as tired as we could. And still. He’d be up until one in the morning and sleep until four? Maybe?

Then, Saturday morning, The Guy I Live With made a passing comment that made time stand still and made all color drain from my face. I was getting the boys’ morning meds ready and he said (all proud of himself), “Did you notice I combined the three bottles of melatonin into one bottle? I found two more of them behind the tray with all of the pills so I poured them into one.” And normally that would have made sense. I mean, the bottles are half empty, since they insist on shoving wads of cotton in there, right? Combining them saves shelf space!  Great idea!  IF THEY WERE ALL THE SAME DOSAGE OF MELATONIN. That’s right!  The Guy I Live With put ONE MG and THREE MG in the bottle with the TEN MG. Right on top, even! So when I thought I was digging out a TEN MG tablet? I WAS PROLLY ONLY GIVING HIM ONE. And before you ask me how I didn’t notice the pill looked different? It’s because they don’t! They are all small, dissolving tablets that are easier for Bugaboo to take. Meaning, they aren’t marked. And the same color. And the bottles are nearly identical except for the part of the label that gives the dosage. And the reason we had them in there was because one month when I went to buy them they were all out of 10mgs so I got 3s and 1s to make TEN. Get it?  For those of you not good at math it would be (3)3mgs plus (1) 1mg.  See? TEN!  Except NOT TEN. Because I most likely only gave him one. ONE MG.

See where this is going?

Yeah. Momma was not a happy camper, to say the least. And when I said to The Guy I Live With (through teeth clenched so hard I could taste blood), “Did you check to see if the bottles were the SAME DOSAGE?”  He meekly replied, “Um. I love you?”

And people wonder why I’m going insane.

8 thoughts on “One More Day. Not that I’m Counting or Anything

  1. Amanda says:

    Annnnndddd this is where I stop being annoyed that my husband won’t do meds without explicit instructions from me. I used to think “He’s educated. Can’t he READ the package?” I will not take that for granted anymore.

  2. Anne says:

    Your husband and mine must’ve been separated at birth. Because that is the sort of thing he would do, because I combine things all the time to save shelf space. (but I read the labels first …)

  3. joeinvegas says:

    At least you found out about it before you used the whole bottle (and wasted a year)

  4. Stimey says:

    Oh dear. That should earn him like a month of doing the dishes or something.

  5. Poppy says:

    A resounding ‘oh dear…’ coming from these parts as well.

    Meds come in all doses and I know personally how one or two screw ups can affect one. Sometimes it can be down right ugly.

    Yeah, a months worth of dishes sounds about right. Then maybe lesson learned ? 😉

  6. Jenny says:

    Um, wow!? Do you think the Guy Who You Live With is going to let you sleep for a few days?

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