Mother’s Little Helper

So one of your new job descriptions is:  Pharmacist!

One of Our Elders takes 16 pills daily … and that is on the low end.

We sort them weekly, in a plastic Pill Minder,

But sometimes she forgets to take the Morning ones, or runs out of one kind, or the doctor changes the dosage.  Or, better yet, she decides she’s REALLY, ALREADY taking one for the same thing, so she decides to skip the pink ones.

So it’s back to CVS, or another call to the doctor, or we dump them all out on the dining room table and sort out which is which again, and restock for the rest of the week.

We have hundreds of CVS coupons because we spend so much time there.  Do you need some toothpaste while we’re out?  We have another two-for-one deal.

Let us know how you manage the meds.  Seriously, we’re getting confused.

 

 

Crashing Thanksgiving

Target lady - demented road tripOne of our elders made some very impulsive choices over Thanksgiving.  They involved airplane travel, cancelled flights, a lost I-phone, and an epic car ride across the Midwest. All by himself.

Thankfully cousins located him at at a big-box Target on Thanksgiving night, riding a motor-scooter cart with a shopping basket, drinking from a single-serve box of wine.  He just really wanted a road trip.

What have you encountered when an Elder slips the leash? Or makes some rash choices? Do you put the brakes on or do you let them do what they’re going to do?  Even if it involves some really stupid decisions?

Let us know.