Now that we no longer live in Manhattan – and hopefully I will fill you all in on the move in a future post – I’ve decided to carry at least one night and one day’s worth of meds with me at all times.
The Blizzard of 2015, which wasn’t quite what we were expecting, also prompted me to make the decision to carry some meds with me at all times.
Having to commute from outside of Manhattan and back means that if there are severe issues with the train or weather, I might not be able to get home. Because we know people in Manhattan we can stay with if we need to, there is a real possibility that there may be times when we have to do that.
And the main thing that would prevent us from being able to do that – or would at least make it difficult if we didn’t have a choice – is me not having my meds.
I can’t sleep without my night meds, and if I don’t take my day meds before noon, I won’t feel good. Yeah, it sucks to be in a situation where I am that dependent on meds, but such is life with lupus and RA, I guess.
The only time I ever really have extra meds with me is when I’m traveling. I always bring all my meds with me just in case. And that seems totally logical.
But the idea of getting stuck in the City, without my meds, seems kind of ridiculous.
It’s just another bizarre thing with New York living that makes me realize that I’m not in Michigan anymore. I’m not a fifteen minute walk home anymore. I’m not even a fifteen minute drive home anymore.
The thought of not being able to get home at night feels me with dread.
But what fills me with more dread is not having my meds.
I guess this is sort of a simple thing, and I’m surprised that I never thought of it before, but I’ve never had to think about it before.
I’ve always known at the beginning of the day where I will be going at the end of the day, and that place always has had my meds.
This also presupposes that I have enough of a stock of meds to do this in the first place.
For one day and one night’s worth, I do. But not much more than that.
So I’ve taken an old prescription bottle, put in a day’s and a night’s worth of meds in it, and have tucked it away in a pocket of my purse, so it will be there just in case.
Hopefully this will provide me with some peace of mind, especially as we prepare for another major winter storm.
I guess it goes to show that it’s best to hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
Sometimes the world outside of illness is just as unpredictable as the world with illness.