Yesterday I signed up for a medication service that collates your prescriptions and delivers them in little packets to your front door.
I am not usually one to splurge on fancy services like this, but it’s basically free.
I am on five medicines. At least three of them I consider essential, because it takes three anti-hypertensives to lower my blood pressure. The statin is icing on the longevity cake and my SSRI is just so I don’t cry all the time.
These five pills a day, sometimes six when I itch and need my Allegra, keep me humming along pretty nicely but as a person who rarely took medicine before turning fifty, I find the need for this many pills a little disconcerting.
More than needing the meds, the weird thing for me is the way that taking my meds every night makes me feel.
It feels like I blink and there I am, right back in front of the medicine cabinet – opening and closing all the bottles that are now my lifeline. Time is flying by as the nightly medicine-taking ceremony ticks off another day.
So it goes, over and over, day by day, and I don’t like it.
This small act of having someone else prepare my meds so all I have to do is keep the little packets and a glass of water by my bed – it’s huge.
The way it goes now is sometime in the evening, usually when I am in the bathroom, I say harumph I should take my pills and then I go bottle by bottle making a little mound of pills thinking the entire time – My God what has become of me?
There are some nights I don’t remember to take my pills until after I’m in bed. Good luck there because I have a very hard time moving once I’m settled in.
This medication service will give me back several minutes of time and a whole lot of consternation each and every day. It will put an end to the nightly fumbling around and the crazy-making experience of never being able to figure out how it is I always run out of one medicine before all the others. It will stop the frustration of showing up to Walgreens only to find out that their pharmacy closed early, or that they are open but only refilled the two medications that I no longer take.
The service lets you choose the cover of your packet dispenser. I wanted to choose the Nurse Ratched dispenser but one does not exist so I went with lavender.
For the win!
Fuzzy Monkey 
Ratched would have been an amazing pill wrapper!
Honestly, though – and I say this as a nightly pill-taker myself – why don’t you just buy one of those pill sorters? I have one that doses me out for a week, because I forget if I’ve taken my pills for the night or not! But it also means that I only have to go through opening my pill bottles once a week, which I think would be a big win for you!
I’ve seen a monthly pill organizer, that would probably be even more attractive to you. Personally, though, I find the monthly to be too big.
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Oh jeezuz there’s always one and you’re it. I tried it. I dunno I always spilled pills everywhere and then had to angst about whether or not a stray SSRI would give my dog seratonin syndrome…I dunno….
The other issue is picking up my meds every month. Walgreens and CVS have both let me down. 2-3 trips a month just to get all my scripts correct every month is more than I can handle. I haven’t taken my statin all month because they forgot it and I just said eff it I’ll take the plaque this month.
Struggle is real!
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