RA has spoiled my leisure activities (dancing and gardening) and my littlle dog suffers too (short walks) but I hang on to my sense of humour by my painful fingertips!
Having waited patiently for the pharmacy to dispense my repeat prescription I am eventualy handed my paper bag of various medications.. " Have you taken Meethotrexate before?" ' Yes' "Are you having your blood tests" 'Yes' " Good, take care, see you next month".
I arrive home and realise that the Methotrexate is in sealed or child-proof container! Great! I push, twist, tug without success whilst calling the pharmacist a thoughtless numpty. Finally my friendly neighbour is called upon to assist and I make a mental note to ask for an easy-open container next month.
So the following month I am again waiting patiently, collect my little bag, have the same conversation and go home ...
That is when I remember that I have forgotten to mention something to the pharmacist ... so I laugh 'cos if I didn't I would cry!
Is it me or does this happen to anyone else?