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It took 4 years, but I've finally made the mistake of taking two days doses on the same day. It was a truly bone-headed mistake. You know when you get so used to doing something it becomes so rote, that you don't even think about doing it anymore?
Well, so it is with my warfarin. I feed my dog, I take my dose, I leave the top of the pill box open for that day showing I'd taken my dose. Been workin' like a charm all this time.
Except last night, I was helping my husband clean the kitchen and I looked at my pill box and thought "Odd, I forgot to take my dose for Weds." I say to Chuck - "It IS Wednesday, isn't it"? And he says "All day long..."
So I popped Wednesday's dose and IMMEDIATELY realized it was only Tuesday. And, by rote, I had taken Tuesdays dose at the usual time.
I ran upstairs and puked my guts out and hoped that the dose was in there somewhere....then I ate a bag of broccoli. Then I went online and read you're not supposed to puke your guts out, because it could cause bleeding...duh!
So anyway, it's off to the doc today for an early INR-they already sound miffed with me, so I'm sure I'll get an earful from doc - all this the day before leaving for vacation. Anyway, this just goes to show ya - even a pro warfarin popper can make a mistake. Guess I'll have to use my pill box AND a calendar if I can't even remember what freakin' day it is!
Well, so it is with my warfarin. I feed my dog, I take my dose, I leave the top of the pill box open for that day showing I'd taken my dose. Been workin' like a charm all this time.
Except last night, I was helping my husband clean the kitchen and I looked at my pill box and thought "Odd, I forgot to take my dose for Weds." I say to Chuck - "It IS Wednesday, isn't it"? And he says "All day long..."
So I popped Wednesday's dose and IMMEDIATELY realized it was only Tuesday. And, by rote, I had taken Tuesdays dose at the usual time.
I ran upstairs and puked my guts out and hoped that the dose was in there somewhere....then I ate a bag of broccoli. Then I went online and read you're not supposed to puke your guts out, because it could cause bleeding...duh!
So anyway, it's off to the doc today for an early INR-they already sound miffed with me, so I'm sure I'll get an earful from doc - all this the day before leaving for vacation. Anyway, this just goes to show ya - even a pro warfarin popper can make a mistake. Guess I'll have to use my pill box AND a calendar if I can't even remember what freakin' day it is!
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Look at what my best friend did with my picture!
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We all have 24 hours in a day. How we spend these hours is important. Watching a little bit of a video about how sitting affects us made me aware of how much sitting and laying down I do. Gonna have to work on that.Your turn. Tell me another truth.
Hope all is well on your end and you are staying warm!
R/
Tom
And I even have a day-of-the-week clock hanging in my home office, in case I forget.
I never missed a dose, but I'm sure I would not freak if I did. My double dose was 17.5 mgs all total, so that had me riled up. I seriously don't know how people with eating disorders can puke like that! My doc didn't say anything about that part, and I wish I'd have asked if I did the right thing or not.
How 'bout it - anyone else ever od and how did YOU handle it?
No matter how organized I am, no matter how many processes I put in place to not screw up, every once in a while, a brain fart comes along and ruins it!
As the saying goes: no brains, no headaches.
I went to a small college in Wisconsin, and so most of the kids were from the state too and I swear that was the phrase de jour to assess any situation, ie breaks ups, bad grades, too much partying, etc. And now I've brought it into my professional life. Some expressions are timeless that way.
There is nothing like the Midwest to make you feel like you're listening to a completely foreign language in your own house. There's definitely a very specific vernacular and word usage here.
I leave you with one of my grandpa's gems. It went something like: Go get me "dis, dat and da udder ting".
Translation: this, that and the other thing.
I went to Greece many years ago, and French tourist asked me in German for directions to a bus station. Ok I don't live in Greece so I'm not ideal on directions and I'm thinking, why are you asking me in German? I don't know German or French, just swear words and small little phrases, so I said " no spreche Deutsch- English, oui??" Then he asked me in English.
He assumed I was German based on my hair and skin color, and because there were these other German tourists on this island who apparently looked like me or vice versa. But I'm not even German so it was all so freakin' confusing weird.
Had he asked where's the bar, I may have been able to help him. There's a universal language for that, I'm sure.