You know that saying, “A picture is worth a thousand words?” Wanna guess what this picture is saying?
Yikes! Only two clonidine left! Time to panic!!
If you can’t see it right there in the tiny caption I’ll tell you. It’s saying, “Yikes! Only two clonidine left! It’s time to panic!!”
Which is exactly what I did when I realized we had done the unthinkable. Again. Over a year after The Night We Ran Out of Clonidine, The Night We’ll Never Forget and Hell Night we had done it again. We let Pebbles’ sleep meds get down to a single dose. And HAD. NOT. CALLED. IN. A. REFILL!!!
To find out why this is such a big deal, read Hell Night Starring Pebbles Stone.
This time it was The Rock’s fault. And he admitted it. He said, “Yeah, I saw last night that there were only two pills left.”
“AND YOU DIDN’T THINK IT MIGHT BE A GOOD IDEA TO GET IT REFILLED TODAY?!!”
I panicked as horrible memories of the worst torture you can imagine flashed before my eyes. I literally felt like puking.
The Rock’s response is one of the reasons I love him so much. Very nonchalantly, he replied, “Yeah, I did. But you know me. I like living life on the edge.”
So if you read Hell Night Starring Pebbles Stone you’re likely wondering what happened next.
After we stopped laughing ourselves silly – because it was either that or weep and wail and gnash our teeth in front of Pebbles and scare the wits out of her – we called the pharmacy, gave Pebbles the last dose and picked up the new bottle the next day. Early. Before the pharmacy closed.
The Stone family. Livin’ on the edge since since 1970. ‘Cause that’s how we roll.
Wondering who The Rock and Pebbles are? Want to know
why we’re raising Pebbles? And who the heck is OCD Louie?
Find the answers and more on my About My Blog page.
You might also like Eleven Random Facts About Me and
My Answers to Sophie’s Questions on my Liebster page.