The four pills I take before breakfast are in a mug on the bedside table, along with the last-thing-at-night one. The after breakfast one is on the little table where I place my coffee.
The important thing is remembering at all times whether you've taken that pill, or are just about to.
My pills are dispensed in a blister pack with each little compartment containing the right ones for that time of day so I can easily tell which I've taken. They can be a bit fiddly to open, but over time I've become more adept at peeling off the back without spilling the contents. The paper backing for each compartment lists the meds inside, so I can double check the contents are correct. Also if I had to take one at mid day I could just rip the bubble off and take it with me when I went out.
Nice. We (well, I) have to pour out our own meds into organizer containers, and it's a major job every six weeks or so. Plus the worry about accidentally getting it wrong (say, two of the tiny blood pressure pills instead of one).
We used to get Mum's medications in a Webster pack to save stress for Dad and make sure all the tablets were taken. We later did the same for Dad and he continued sulking about it when he reached that stage. I think the grumpiness was for two reasons, he resented paying for Mum's Vitamin D being included in the pack and he hated that we could see when he hadn't taken his meds, when it was his turn to be monitored. I am making so many notes to self about how to be when I reach that stage!!!
Consigning to the nether regions all those establishments that no longer take Chip and Pin payments.
Mr RoS has just spent a few days in London visiting a friend, and doing touristy things, but has had to visit an ATM for cash, or have the friend pay for their various needs, as he has had the contactless facility removed from his debit card.
He does not do 'contactless' payments as he considers them too risky. A lot of money can be spent in a very short time if a contactless card happens to be stolen.
I know a lot of places no longer take cash, but hadn't realised that an ordinary 'chip and `pin' payment with a valid card was no longer widely acceptable.
Consigning to the nether regions all those establishments that no longer take Chip and Pin payments.
Mr RoS has just spent a few days in London visiting a friend, and doing touristy things, but has had to visit an ATM for cash, or have the friend pay for their various needs, as he has had the contactless facility removed from his debit card.
He does not do 'contactless' payments as he considers them too risky. A lot of money can be spent in a very short time if a contactless card happens to be stolen.
I know a lot of places no longer take cash, but hadn't realised that an ordinary 'chip and `pin' payment with a valid card was no longer widely acceptable.
Would Mr RoS be happier if he knew he wouldn't be liable for any fraudulent use of his contactless facility?
Additional security can be obtained by using Google or Apple Pay, as the (virtual) card is only "live" when the app is open and can be protected with a lot more than a 4-digit PIN.
Call me what you will, but I couldn't function without mine now, for a whole load of reasons. Actually having something that enables me to remember commitments and turn up to appointments is almost magical.
Technology is great when it works. I spent a long time online this morning researching accommodation and transport information for a trip at the end of this month, and ending up with a good deal, but when it came to actually booking trains, technology failed me so many times. I got tired of re-entering my selections only to be told it could not sign me in to my account or could not connect me to the vendor.
Eventually, hours later, all is sorted, but I shall go and print out my digital tickets for safety.
More tech this evening as a committee I have just joined has a meeting on Teams. I’m told the Chair just keeps talking and you have to talk over her if you want to make a point. Should be interesting. As long as I can say No if she asks me to be Treasurer or to make hot drinks at the next event.
It also helps if the presenter has learnt to look out for raised hands, correctly identify the person with their hand up and then actually listen to them when they keep repeating what their name actually is (I had a Teams meeting this morning…).
Today I've started looking for temp work. The last time I did this I walked into an agency, and walked out half an hour later with something to start the next day. Admittedly that was rather a long time ago.
Now I can't do anything without a CV (yes, the CV I've spent months honing for scientific roles that is utterly irrelevant to anything on your books). And running it through ChatGPT turns it into corporate wank (thought - I wonder how it would handle "without making it sound like corporate wank"?). I've sat at an impromptu desk for nine months, the last thing I want to do is work at one - I'd rather shovel shit. Except that I need to be a qualified shovel user for that. Really.
May I also wish particularly savage cases of Jock Rot to agencies who *don't actually tell you on their website what areas they cover* so you have to jump through the hoops to find out that they aren't going to help.
An added frustration is people keen to help but not knowing what they are doing - I've recently had an early-career research role sent my way (I graduated in 1993... more early retirement than early career! Today someone has said they couldn't work out from my LI profile whether or not I'd be interested in their role... "Looking for hands-on role in biotech", I would have thought, would rule out a remote role *not* in biotech, but maybe these days you can get virtual hands? I know people are trying to help but sometimes they are so wide of the mark...
Today, I once again consign to the deepest, hottest pit of Hell the complete cockwomble at Royal Mail who forgot to put a barcode on the parcel containing (I hope) the still-missing bits of my bed. This meant that the Post Office lady didn't have anything to scan, and had to send it back to the sorting office.
So, another schlepp along the road after work tomorrow, when I shall honestly be surprised if all the requisite bits are there.
Today, I once again consign to the deepest, hottest pit of Hell the complete cockwomble at Royal Mail who forgot to put a barcode on the parcel containing (I hope) the still-missing bits of my bed. This meant that the Post Office lady didn't have anything to scan, and had to send it back to the sorting office.
So, another schlepp along the road after work tomorrow, when I shall honestly be surprised if all the requisite bits are there.
*!%&£#* flytippers, again. Dumped in our gateway 1 mattress, 2 ripped tents, 2 insulated boxes, 1 cold bag, and assorted muck and paper. All photographed, including two envelopes with names and addresses - and given to the chap from the local council, who is also arranging a clean-up team. I hope the perpetrators rot in h*ll. 😡😡😡
What a bugger @TheOrganist. I hope it is cleaned up pronto and the people prosecuted.
A month ago we had the official opening of a revamped play park in our town. We spent ages in council meetings looking at various designs, and liaised with local groups to ensure it was people in the area wanted. Over the weekend some idiots have caused a whole ton of damage including destroying the water feature, which was something I lobbied for knowing how much small children like that sort of thing. I think the culprits have been identified, but it is so disheartening and will end up with more 'our town is rubbish' letters in our local paper, when it really isn't/
I've asked for feedback, and laid it on thick about how tough it is, whether I will get any remains to be seen. I do have the names of the other panel members, so if I don't hear from the head I'll email them seperately.
It certainly is. Nothing in the post today, and the place I ordered from haven't even acknowledged my email from Friday afternoon asking if they could give me a timescale for when I might expect the casters.
I've sent the email again, and I tried to phone them when I got home from work but predictably they only operate "office hours". What the **** sort of hours do they think I work?!?!?
If I'm not too busy tomorrow I'll try and phone them at lunchtime, but I'm not holding out much hope of success.
As @la vie en rouge said on another thread, I think its time to get tough with them. Maybe try one of those newspaper columns about poor customer service to see if they can help?
I read that as 'Revolver' and thought yes, that'll sort 'em.
Never buy anything from Argos. I've just got rid of a dishwasher from them I've had for a couple of year. Not only was it indifferent at washing dishes, it would accumulate layers of slime under the door and in the filter.
Definitely time to have the law on them. Given where you work, you could validly begin with 'I have spoken to my solicitors...'
I phoned the spare parts company (which seems to be separate from Argos itself, and actually employs Human Beings Who Speak English).
The lady there knew exactly what I was talking about, and said that they were about to despatch something to me today; it turned out that while I thought I'd ordered castors, what they were going to send was sliders. I assured her that what I wanted was castors, and she said they'd send them, first class, forthwith.
I asked her if it would be possible to send it to the office, to avoid the faffage of getting a note through my letterbox saying they couldn't deliver it, and she said yes - just email us with the address!
So, with any luck* there should be a package with four castors** arriving at the office some time this week.
* not a commodity I'm very rich in
** when I told a colleague that what I was missing was four castors, all she could think of was Four Candles, which at least gave us a good laugh.
Surely the issue with the dishwasher is down to the manufacturer rather than the company that sold it to you?
No. In consumer law the retailer is responsible for the goods they sell being fit for purpose. They can't pass the buck to the manufacturer, own brand or not.
You aren't out of the woods yet. There's still room for a translation problem, depending where they are being shipped from. If a large cage is delivered, just remember that the French word, castor, means beaver.
You aren't out of the woods yet. There's still room for a translation problem, depending where they are being shipped from. If a large cage is delivered, just remember that the French word, castor, means beaver.
I'm sure there are shipmates who would take surplus beaver off @Piglet 's hands.
You aren't out of the woods yet. There's still room for a translation problem, depending where they are being shipped from. If a large cage is delivered, just remember that the French word, castor, means beaver.
I'm sure there are shipmates who would take surplus beaver off @Piglet 's hands.
You aren't out of the woods yet. There's still room for a translation problem, depending where they are being shipped from. If a large cage is delivered, just remember that the French word, castor, means beaver.
I'm sure there are shipmates who would take surplus beaver off @Piglet 's hands.
You wretched people! I was just wanting to warn our dear Piglet that her house might become a zoo if she opened the package too quickly. Anyway, if I'm right, she can just take them round to the Loch, where they will be very happy.
"The disastrous floods of 2028 which inundated a large part of Linlithgow were caused by the activities of a colony of feral beavers building dams on the Avon. The origin of these animals remains a mystery ".
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The important thing is remembering at all times whether you've taken that pill, or are just about to.
Indeed.
I'm usually careful to decant the pills onto the galley work-surface, but, of course, there's often one which will insist on rolling off.
Some of my pills are oval in shape, so they tend to stay where they're put.
Mr RoS has just spent a few days in London visiting a friend, and doing touristy things, but has had to visit an ATM for cash, or have the friend pay for their various needs, as he has had the contactless facility removed from his debit card.
He does not do 'contactless' payments as he considers them too risky. A lot of money can be spent in a very short time if a contactless card happens to be stolen.
I know a lot of places no longer take cash, but hadn't realised that an ordinary 'chip and `pin' payment with a valid card was no longer widely acceptable.
Would Mr RoS be happier if he knew he wouldn't be liable for any fraudulent use of his contactless facility?
As for apps - that would be a step too far into C21
Call me what you will, but I couldn't function without mine now, for a whole load of reasons. Actually having something that enables me to remember commitments and turn up to appointments is almost magical.
Of course, I wasn't thinking of it as spending actual money ... 🙃
Back to Real Life™ now!
Eventually, hours later, all is sorted, but I shall go and print out my digital tickets for safety.
More tech this evening as a committee I have just joined has a meeting on Teams. I’m told the Chair just keeps talking and you have to talk over her if you want to make a point. Should be interesting. As long as I can say No if she asks me to be Treasurer or to make hot drinks at the next event.
Now I can't do anything without a CV (yes, the CV I've spent months honing for scientific roles that is utterly irrelevant to anything on your books). And running it through ChatGPT turns it into corporate wank (thought - I wonder how it would handle "without making it sound like corporate wank"?). I've sat at an impromptu desk for nine months, the last thing I want to do is work at one - I'd rather shovel shit. Except that I need to be a qualified shovel user for that. Really.
May I also wish particularly savage cases of Jock Rot to agencies who *don't actually tell you on their website what areas they cover* so you have to jump through the hoops to find out that they aren't going to help.
An added frustration is people keen to help but not knowing what they are doing - I've recently had an early-career research role sent my way (I graduated in 1993... more early retirement than early career! Today someone has said they couldn't work out from my LI profile whether or not I'd be interested in their role... "Looking for hands-on role in biotech", I would have thought, would rule out a remote role *not* in biotech, but maybe these days you can get virtual hands? I know people are trying to help but sometimes they are so wide of the mark...
Sorry ... 🙃
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I should probably point out that I meant it literally, as someone who has genuinely shovelled shit...
So, another schlepp along the road after work tomorrow, when I shall honestly be surprised if all the requisite bits are there.
You couldn't bloody make it up. 😡😡😡
That is beyond frustrating!
I went back today and it still isn't there (they didn't seem to know why).
They're going to phone the delivery place tomorrow and let me know, but honestly, I'm ready to kill dead things! 😡😡😡
A month ago we had the official opening of a revamped play park in our town. We spent ages in council meetings looking at various designs, and liaised with local groups to ensure it was people in the area wanted. Over the weekend some idiots have caused a whole ton of damage including destroying the water feature, which was something I lobbied for knowing how much small children like that sort of thing. I think the culprits have been identified, but it is so disheartening and will end up with more 'our town is rubbish' letters in our local paper, when it really isn't/
I've asked for feedback, and laid it on thick about how tough it is, whether I will get any remains to be seen. I do have the names of the other panel members, so if I don't hear from the head I'll email them seperately.
It certainly is. Nothing in the post today, and the place I ordered from haven't even acknowledged my email from Friday afternoon asking if they could give me a timescale for when I might expect the casters.
I've sent the email again, and I tried to phone them when I got home from work but predictably they only operate "office hours". What the **** sort of hours do they think I work?!?!?
If I'm not too busy tomorrow I'll try and phone them at lunchtime, but I'm not holding out much hope of success.
Never buy anything from Argos. I've just got rid of a dishwasher from them I've had for a couple of year. Not only was it indifferent at washing dishes, it would accumulate layers of slime under the door and in the filter.
Definitely time to have the law on them. Given where you work, you could validly begin with 'I have spoken to my solicitors...'
I phoned the spare parts company (which seems to be separate from Argos itself, and actually employs Human Beings Who Speak English).
The lady there knew exactly what I was talking about, and said that they were about to despatch something to me today; it turned out that while I thought I'd ordered castors, what they were going to send was sliders. I assured her that what I wanted was castors, and she said they'd send them, first class, forthwith.
I asked her if it would be possible to send it to the office, to avoid the faffage of getting a note through my letterbox saying they couldn't deliver it, and she said yes - just email us with the address!
So, with any luck* there should be a package with four castors** arriving at the office some time this week.
* not a commodity I'm very rich in
** when I told a colleague that what I was missing was four castors, all she could think of was Four Candles, which at least gave us a good laugh.
"Four castors"
"Weather forecasters?"
No - FOUR CASTORS!
Own brand.
No. In consumer law the retailer is responsible for the goods they sell being fit for purpose. They can't pass the buck to the manufacturer, own brand or not.
You aren't out of the woods yet. There's still room for a translation problem, depending where they are being shipped from. If a large cage is delivered, just remember that the French word, castor, means beaver.
ITTWACW !
My work here is done.
Has any shipmate any advice about a fly spray that actually works?