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A Daily Dose - ICK Vitamins

I'm not getting any younger.

I'm not getting any healthier - anway by my habits.

I'm not getting any skinnier - again, by my habits.

I'm just not getting.

My 16-hour day the other day is still causing me effects.  Ankles are a bit tender.  I could hardly move at all yesteray.  But, this has nothing to do with vitamins.

That whole routine about the definition of crazy, I am the definition of crazy.  Doing the same thing over and over and over and over again expecting a different result.  OK, that may be a bit of an overstatement - because on most things, I am a bit socially acceptable and sane.  I don't fart in public.  I don't talk to myself - very loudly - in public.  I don't throw medications in the air and call them confetti.  I don't scream obscenities without a reason.

So, for the  most part, I can be considered sane.

But, battling for healthy habits is where the line between sane and insane starts.

I have started logging  my food on My Fitness Pal, yet again.  I am watching my FitBit and hoping to have more than a thousand steps - this isn't an issue at all when I'm working.  And I'm trying to take my healthy supplements. ICK!!

What is it with vitamins that they have to make them large, capsuled and nasty??  I mean, I'm an older lady and have to take some prescriptions daily.  I have a thyroid issue.  My neck problems require a daily dose of something.  I have acid reflux and a hiatal hernia that causes me to take a medication for my tummy.  And the fact that my whole life revolves around worrying about my family makes it so my blood pressure needs a little assistance.  Yeah - that's a lot of drugs.  However, I can put them in my hand, throw them all in my mouth at the same time, and gulp them down with a swallow of water.

Vitamins on the other hand - they look like a suppository on steroids.  They are humongous.  And that word is probably a little on the small side.  I've started taking four - a multi-vitamin, Vitamin D, biotin and a pro-biotic.  All in an attempt to get healthy.  I will get them all ready to go and take them one at a time.  Each one making my gag reflex react the moment they hit my tongue.  I can feel my mouth start to do that watering thing it does when you're about to lose control.  Then you hurry and drink that gulp of water in an attempt to get it to make it down your throat and into your gut to start breaking down and doing it's job.

This is the reason I have such a hard time making it habit taking them. I hate taking them.  They are a horrible thing.  It would be so nice if they could make that horse pill a small little pill that you can just throw in your mouth and go about your day.

Come on science guys - make them pills a bit easier to swallow!!

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