By Wendy Pierman Mitzel – In tribute to a high school friend who recently performed a similar feat of goofiness, I present you with an oldie-but-goodie from June 2008. OMG! is that really 8 years ago! Times have changed, kids have grown, but I’m pretty sure I’m still a tad whacky!
Here you go:
Those of you with kids will understand when I say the end of the school year has me running around like a dog chasing its tail. All the end of the year parties are approaching, sports are frenetically wrapping up and I spend more time shuttling kids to and fro many appointments.
But I guess I didn’t realize how discombobulated I’d become until one night, last week I took the dogs medicine.
Yes, you heard right. Took it. Took it out of the bottle, got distracted on my way to shove it into her mouth and do that stroke the neck until it goes down thing. Took and got myself a glass of water, popped it in my mouth and swallowed. At which point, my eyes must have bugged out of my head in surprise, like those cartoon people.
“Omigod,” I said to The Man who is sitting at the computer working. “I just swallowed the dog’s medicine.”
He turned around in resignation of my stupidity. “I have no words,” was all he could say.
Of course, I started laughing/crying with the true understanding that I must have really lost my mind this time. And I get online to ask the all-knowledgeable Google what I should do.
Do you know that when I typed in “I accidentally swallowed my dog’s medicine” there were actually three other people who had done so? Okay, it’s not a large group but I am proud to be part of such a rarity.
We determined that I should be fine, afterall it was only a small amount of thyroid medicine – perhaps I could use a dose – and if turned into the shaggy dog by the next morning we would know we were wrong.
On the medical information on bottle it says “Keep away from small children.”
I’m pretty sure it should have the disclaimer : “And from run-ragged crazy moms!”