Am I REALLY a blonde in disguise?

Every morning Skyler (my beagle boy) and I take our medicine together. He has to take 34 mg of Phenobarbital to prevent his seizures and I have to take my thyroid medicine.

So Saturday morning, Skyler wasn’t up yet and I decided that I needed to go ahead and take my pill and give his medicine to him later. When I give Skyler his pill, I wrap it in cheese or ham, whatever we have on hand so that it becomes a “treat” for him. Well, the other dogs have caught on and they want a piece of the action! So I usually have to give them little scraps of the cheese or ham too.

Saturday morning, I am standing at the counter where the medicine is as usual and I have Penny and Libby begging because they know they will get a treat. I am the one who got the treat that day, I suppose. I got out the bottle of pill…shook one into my hand…plopped it in my mouth…swallowed…and realized I had just taken Skyler’s Phenobarbital!

I ran to tell Bryan who was getting ready to shower. I felt so stupid, but I HAD to tell somebody. He suggested that I call his step-mom Kathy, but I didn’t want to worry her unnecessarily, so I called the poison control center phone number, which is by the phone. The low dosage did not hurt me in any way. She said the worst would be that it could make me drowsy.

I could live with that.

I can only blame the shingles I am suffering from and the lack of restful sleep.
Sheesh.
Reen