Just to make you laugh -and brighten your day - my husband's medication
My husband had his right knee replaced 2 weeks ago - on leaving hospital they gave him all his medications with the instructions printed on the labels and he followed them religiously - this is his last email to some of his friends .. .. ..
"I started to run low on pain relief drugs on Saturday, so in the light of my discharge papers from the Gatwick Poorhouse, which had been forwarded to my medical practice, I ordered a resupply from there. I met with unexpected resistance though. It seems that the Poorhouse pharmacist had doubled my recommended dosage of Oramorph - liquid morphine, and the trusty GP pharmacist had picked up on it and queried it with my GP. I wondered why it was used up in just four days, but all I thought was that it was making me unusually sleepy and cheerful.
Actually Elaine first guessed that something was amiss when she discovered me wrapped in a black cloth, with arms folded, hanging upside down by my toes from the picture rail, and singing "I Belong to Glasgow" in the middle of the day.
Anyway, all is shipshape now and I can't even recall the words.
PS My comment to this was that if I found puncture wounds on my neck, I would know he had been feeding!