18 September 2011

Being Compliant

I have the memory of a gnat. I keep all appointments in a diary. I carry a notebook in my purse. If I don't write it down, it doesn't exist or happen because I will never remember.

Being compliant means remembering to take meds and apply ointments. Not great when you don't remember stuff. So I now have alarms set for all my meds during the day. So far, so good. If this doesn't work, I will have to go to one of those pill sorter things. I ain't ready to go to that... yet.

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