I got nailed with that nasty cold/flu bug that is going around. Actually I think I got cross-contaminated and ended up with a mixture of two at the same time. I generally don’t get sick except for one cold a year, so I am pretty resilient and have endured this better than many have, according to the news.
I did have to resort to purchasing some over-the-counter cold medication, and then changed from my normal tablet brand to a liquid. While I understand the need for child-safe packaging, the struggle to access medications when you are already feeling lousy is unbelievable.
The tablets — disconnect the small square holding your two tablets from the rest, then peel back from one corner. Really? If you can get the edge to separate without breaking a sweat you are a better person then I. Of course once you have waged a war to accomplish that you will peel back that covering to discover another film backing that you must now press the pills through before they can be taken. Depending on your stamina, you may have to take a break or alternatively, whip out the scissors and chop that package to get the medication out.
Now we change to the liquid. Push down and turn to open. Sure! Maybe if you are the incredible hulk this is easy, but I’m in a weakened, tired state from my cold. Coughing horribly while trying to conjure up enough strength to access the almighty bottle of lousy tasting syrup that is supposed to make me feel better is a several minute battle. At least that is how it feels, I’ve never actually timed it. How do I know the night version really does any better than the day version? Maybe I sleep better because I have worked myself into a state of exhaustion simply trying to get the bottle open.
The good news is I am doing better, but am still doing my daily cold medication v. woman battle. Don’t be surprised if some day you read a headline that says “Woman dies from exhaustion trying to open cold medication.” I think there is a strong possibility, given the battles I have undergone this past couple of weeks.