Not a Pill Popper...

So about three months ago I really hurt my hip and have been having problems with every day routines like bending over to tie my shoes. I did go to the doctor and received a steroid shot and some anti-inflammatory medicine. I quit taking the medicine even though I wasn't supposed to, because it was inconvenient. The pills were way too big and I can barely watch someone take pills! I was splitting them in half with a spoon or some other tool that was handy at the time, but I would forget to bring the spoon and forget to take the medicine. Tonight I was reading on the computer trying to do a self diagnosis when Colby walked in the room. He stood there reading over my shoulder and then he said, "See Char-Marie it says: It is important to know that the anti-inflammatory medication is not for pain relief, but to reduce the inflammation in the joint. Do not stop taking the medication until your doctor tells you to do so or it will (basically) NOT WORK." I looked at him and told him that the pills were just too big and blah blah blah..

He came back 5 minutes later with most of the pills (and there are A LOT!) from the bottle split into perfect halves. "Now there is no excuse not to get better." Everyone needs that person in their life that will chop their pills in half. I'm a lucky girl...