But not the fun kind of drugs.
I came away from my recent doctor's visit with a shopping bag full of prescribed medications (not because I had anything serious but because that's how things are apparently done here). I emptied the bag o'meds into a large mixing bowl at home, looked uncomprehendingly at the cyrillic labels and tried to recall exactly how much of what to take when and for how long. As usual it was hectic around here -- babies yammering, meal(s) in process, the santeknik and the nanny coming in and out -- and I did not get to sort everything out very carefully. Now I've just realized that for several days I've been drinking prescription-strength mouthwash, thinking it was rehydration solution, and missing the antibiotic entirely. Argh! I can't even manage successfully to be a hypochondriac in this place!
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