I’ve always hated taking pills. For the longest time I simply couldn’t swallow time. I’ve gotten over that hurdle now, but I still have a mental block in the that regard. I think this distaste for medication is one of the weird things passed down to me by my mother.
I’m all for doing whatever it takes to control major things like crippling acne or terrible periods – but everyday maladies I tend to wait out. Headaches, colds, whatever.
Now that hayfever season has come around again, I’m reluctantly admitting that I need the drugs. I need them every year and I’m almost certainly going to need to take them for the rest of my life.
Much as I hate relying on medication to get through daily life, I don’t think I have much of a choice. Why go through misery and suffering when there’s a fix for it?
This week’s links
How to double your salary: Some solid career advice
The slow burn of financial education
Travelling isn’t really all that glamorous
On making money, unapologetically
The rules of creative success in the digital age
Cultivating an attitude of abundance
What to do in that weird week between Christmas and New Year
I have recently acquired not being able to swallow pills very well. I used to take pills no problem, but know it’s much more of a struggle. I don’t quite know what the deal is, but it’s frustrating.
Also, thanks for linking to my post 🙂
Thanks for another link love. I love reading the article about travelling isn’t really all that glamorous. I agreed that it’s not, but I love it that way as well.