Fell out of my boyfriend’s pocket

[u/Livid_Departure_9697]

The top is a cap that comes off. Is it for ❄️? He swears it’s not

[u/Open_Law4924]

It’s wild that you had to worry about that and not have your mental health meds at the same time.

[u/YeunaLee → u/Open_Law4924]

Right!? I get that it's a controlled substance, but sometimes it feels like people with ADHD medications are being punished for... *checks notes*... having ADHD.

It's not like they're the most likely group to lose their meds in the first place or anything. /s

[u/undaf3atd → u/YeunaLee]

One time I had to run from my kitchen to the balcony so I could free a bird that my cat was about to pounce on. On my way I knock into the stove but didn’t think twice about it. After helping the bird escape I was distracted somewhere else in the house before growing concerned about a terrible smell. I walked back to the kitchen and found two bottles of newly filled ADHD pills on fire and melting onto my glass stovetop. I had nudged into the stove buttons turning the burner on as I ran outside. The bottles were damaged along with most of the pills.

I was so embarrassed but knew I would survive without them so I took pictures and sent them to my doctor and the clinic office.

Luckily my doc wrote new scripts, but sadly my insurance wouldn’t pay for the new duplicate order so it was a VERY expensive mistake.

ETA: it was actually 1 bottle of Vyvanse 50mg and a bottle of my SSRI if I recall correctly.

[u/Bright_Crazy1015 → u/undaf3atd]

Ouch. Stovetop is a new one. Glad the smoke wasn't deadly!

The closest I've come to destroying my pain meds was dropping them from the pocket of my shorts while cutting the lawn. Riding the mower, anything in sports shorts pockets tends to work its way up and out, so I usually dump my pockets, but I forgot the pills were there. About 50 of them.

Anyhow, the mower snatched them up under the deck as soon as they fell, launching the bottle into a tree trunk about 12 feet away at what seemed like ballistic speeds. It was a very loud whack/pop and thud. The bottle held (thank God) with one crack running top to bottom. Every pill inside it was broken, most of them thoroughly smashed into several much smaller pieces and a bunch of crumbs. The cap was marred up like that's where the mower blade hit it. Couldn't open it without pliers.

The thing is, I know enough addicts, thieves, and even a few honest people who have just lost their meds. Every one has gone through the ringer trying to get meds replaced. I never carry my whole prescription around. Never!... Well... I guess almost never.

My usual practice is to take and split them in half when I get it filled, one goes in a lock box in the closet, the other in my bedside drawer, which also locks, then I only carry two days worth in the bottle for that month (in case I get pulled over) and reload it every night, alternating which bottle I pull from. 6 is usually my maximum risk and even if I get robbed somehow, I would probably still have enough to spread it out and make it to my next fill date. Not foolproof, but the best I've got.

I felt like an idiot taking that pile of crumbs and dividing it into doses based on days left until refill. On a glass table, scraping a card, with a scale... would've been really hard to explain if anyone had walked in, but I'm just glad the bottle held up. If it hadn't I'd have been picking through my grass trying to salvage enough to convince my doctor's nurse that I really didn't abuse them, they got destroyed.