Notes From the Medication Chronicles - Condition Crisis...

I sat in my recliner tonight eagerly awaiting my medications as Maggie and dad sat on my couch. Dad was about to give me my medications when he realized he must've dropped the ziplock bag he had put them in. They weren't in my sack of diet Cokes. We got two of my flashlights and went searching through my front yard and then started searching through my father's car. They had fallen on the ground by the driver's side of his Honda. You have never seen my father so relieved. He abhorred the prospect of having to drive over to his house to get more and bring them back. He was ready to call it a day after a long day's work.