Saturday, December 1, 2012

The Medicine Cabinet

I was going to post my personal restaurant rules today but I could only think of two. I would have been at a loss, but luckily Daddy didn't let me down on the absurdity front...

This morning, I had the urge to clean out the medicine cabinet. I was scared that I would find cobwebs and spiders but it wasn't that bad... just some dust and about 13 years' worth of old medicine. Some of the stuff I threw out includes:

  • 2 out of the 3 mostly empty bottles of baby powder;
  • Some prescriptions filled at Genovese (which hasn't existed since around 2002);
  • An unopened box containing Bacitracin that expired in 2007;
  • Iron supplements prescribed to me in 1997 by a doctor that is now dead; and
  • Five bags of the rubber bands I had to wear in my braces.

five bags

By the time I was done, there was one bottle of baby powder and a bottle of mineral oil left in the cabinet. I don't know what mineral oil is but it seemed harmless.

I went out to get some cleaning supplies and when I came back... well, I guess if you read The Shower Head Incident, you know what's coming...

Daddy: Why did you throw out everything in Daddy's medicine cabinet without asking?
Me: Are you serious? It was all expired.
Daddy: Well why did you throw out the band-aids?
Me: Did you look at them?
Daddy: Well, if you need a band-aid, it's still better than not having any.
Me: Um... ok. When's the last time you even used anything in there?
Daddy: Daddy uses the baby powder a lot in the summer, actually.
Me: Ok, I kept the biggest, fullest bottle of baby powder.

I went into the bathroom and found that he had recovered from the garbage:

  • The unopened, expired Bacitracin;
  • The two nearly empty bottles of baby powder;
  • The unused gauze wrap (What's wrong with that, you ask? Nothing, except for the dead stinkbug inside the box); and
  • The band-aids.

I absolutely want these water-stained Eckerd band-aids on my cut

I re-disposed of the stinkbug gauze, but if he needs three bottles of baby powder to feel in control of his life, so be it. This is the point we're at: I now need permission to throw out garbage.

8 comments:

  1. So...is daddy getting a decorative basket of new first aid supplies for Christmas?

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    1. Lol. Tom and I keep thinking of things we want to get for Daddy and then realizing... Oh wait, that would be more for our satisfaction than his.

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  2. If I were you, I'd take them to your local mall or whatever and dispose of them there. Then when your dad asks where you've been, say 'Disneyland' so he can't find the trash can and restore the items.

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    1. Lol I like your logic. And you're right too. If he didn't see the garbage, he wouldn't have noticed for months.

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  3. Oh and your spam filter is on, so you'll get fewer comments. If you want it on, that's cool! But mine was on and I didn't know until someone told me...

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    1. Thanks. I actually knew it was on but didn't realize that it would concretely lead to fewer comments. (I should realize it though, since I have lazy friends.) I'll turn it off when I get a chance.

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  4. This post made me laugh and realize I need to clean out my medicine cabinet! Lots of old stuff in there.

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    1. Ha everyone has old stuff in there. Seinfeld had a bit that goes... Anything you're actually using is on the counter. The "medicine cabinet" is really a medicine museum.

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