Memory, such a fleeting thing.

Woke up at 4:30 this morning, read for a while, decided to get up at 5. I had a pain pill sitting on the night stand and rather than leave it there for either Noah or the dog to find and eat, I picked it up and thought about taking it myself. Decided my pain wasn't real bad and thought maybe I would put it back in the bottle. Now, you have to know that these are really small pills. I put the pill in one hand, water bottle in the other, than took my walker in both hands and came out to the living room. Thought about sitting down here, at the computer, and decided the couch was a better spot. While arranging my cushions I realized that I no longer had the pill in my hand. Oh crap, now what. I may have eaten it, put it back in the bottle, or it fell out of my hand and I never noticed it. I am fairly certain that if Noah found it, he would pop it in his mouth. I know the dog would. It is a really bitter pill, and it dissolves really fast, so he might not ingest any, but the thought that he might is freaking me out. The dog is funny. He will inhale a decent size piece of meat and really chew a sun flower seed, so he might spit it out as well. Sometimes I am such an idiot. Why didn't I just eat the stupid pill. It's not as if I would be overdosing. My last one had been at 9 the evening before. Why didn't I put it in my pocket, why didn't I .................. There are so many things I could have done differently. Anyway, now I think I will go wake up Chris and Mike and get them to help me look. I will let you know later how we make out. What a great way to start the day.