Care for a cocktail?

"You have until that glass of water is gone to that pill down, young lady!"

Picture me, tears streaming down my face, hiccuping and trying pitifully to swallow a horse pill the size of a pea all because I had some childhood something or other. I eventually got it down, but that little scene simply represents my ongoing difficulties with meds as a child.

It's a darn good thing I eventually outgrew my overzealous gag reflexes because this little cocktail awaits me every morning, and it's only getting bigger.





Bottoms up!

Cross posted-Rainy Day Diamonds & The Lupatic Fringe