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Wednesday, July 9th, 2008 11:04 am
I got home a little earlier than expected last night. I had a big list of stuff I wanted to get done: feed the cats, take my meds, fold laundry, scoop the litterboxes, subq the cat, do a load of dishes, edit an important letter I need to send soon, divide a roast into serving-size containers, and test some handsets for work.

Start at the beginning, right? With cats all locked away with their separate special diets, I took the "evening" portion of my meds. There's not enough space in the pill minder to separate "evening" from "bedtime", so I picked out the ones I needed.

I now realize just how much hydroxychloroquine (generic for Plaquenil) resembles Zolpidem (generic for Ambien).

I did manage to get into the bedroom. By crawling.
Thursday, July 10th, 2008 06:01 am (UTC)
AMEN to THAT! Give me red wine any day. At least it TASTES good.
Thursday, July 10th, 2008 06:06 am (UTC)
Give me red wine any day.

Well, okay. But you'd have to wonder if I was trying to seduce you. :)
Thursday, July 10th, 2008 06:24 am (UTC)
*chuckle* Enough red wine to loosen me up will basically turn me into something you have to pick up with a squeegee. But I do get more smiley and cheerful when I'm mildly tipsy.
Friday, July 11th, 2008 08:29 pm (UTC)
Hmm, is there a correct amount where any advances I worked up the nerve to make had a better likelihood of succeeding, but without actually trying to wake you up? :)