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Dec. 19th, 2007 12:33 pmYesterday, Mom was cleaning out a portion of the fridge, snd she found some ancient medicine of mine, prescribed in July of 1986, but never used. That would have been when everyone drove down to Louisiana to visit relatives when I was 4 ½. On the way there, we stopped in a hotel--someone opened a closet while I had my hand too close, and I nearly got a finger cut off in the hinges. (Same finger that almost got cut off in a fan, and was jammed in high school--I'm accident prone.)
After we finally got there, I had some sort of virus for the entire week and couldn’t keep anything down at all. We got home on a Sunday that week, and were dragged off to do church pictures--I look near death. That medicine was prescribed for if a shot the doctor gave me didn’t work. (Actually, if neither had worked back then, it would have been hospitalization and IV’s) It was never used, and apparently expired in 1990.
Mom threw it out...after so long, it’s either poison or it has become sentient.
In other news, I think I’ll leave the Rahne poll open a little bit longer, since it’s currently a six way tie.
After we finally got there, I had some sort of virus for the entire week and couldn’t keep anything down at all. We got home on a Sunday that week, and were dragged off to do church pictures--I look near death. That medicine was prescribed for if a shot the doctor gave me didn’t work. (Actually, if neither had worked back then, it would have been hospitalization and IV’s) It was never used, and apparently expired in 1990.
Mom threw it out...after so long, it’s either poison or it has become sentient.
In other news, I think I’ll leave the Rahne poll open a little bit longer, since it’s currently a six way tie.