That Time My Fingers Saved My Life

Happy Saturday! I hope you’re all doing well. This is more of a Storytime type post. Let me tell you about the time that my fingers basically saved my life.

 

Recently my pharmacy brought me (having it delivered is the easiest option for me) the wrong medication. As typical of blind people, I know how to really feel things with my fingers. I mean they are my eyes, so I hope I know how to use them! When I opened the medication, my fingers told me right away something felt off. I noticed that the pills were a similar texture to the ones I take. My fingers told me that they felt a little bit rougher and a little bit more powdery than my usual medication. If you are blind, then you know how important it is to study objects carefully with your hands. I felt the shape and noticed the wrong ones were a little round on the bottom and a triangular shape. Sometimes they change the shape of pills, so I wondered if that might have been the case or if I had been given a generic version. You never want to be too sure, especially with medication, so I called my pharmacy. I understand mistakes happen, but this is not the first time this particular place has messed up my medication. Other than that, they are a great place.

 

They brought me what I needed and I obviously disposed of the one I don’t take. The point of this post is to (especially to my blind followers) always make sure you really use your fingers. If you take any kind of medication, learn how they feel. I never consistently took medication until I started college, but I remember at Perkins (where I went to high school) they would do med checks with the students. I always thought, “Interesting,” but never gave it much thought after that. I know people make med errors though so I think doing checks like that is a good idea. Sometimes they would ask what the student was feeling so they would know if it was correct. This is really smart and definitely a good thing. I think so even more now that this happened to me. Thank God I knew what mine felt like. If you ask a few questions to figure out the information you need, that’s okay. It is much better to ask questions.

 

I hope this post wasn’t completely pointless, but I thought I should share. Thank you to everyone who has just started following me and to everyone who’s stuck with me for these last few months. If you think there’s anything I should be blogging about, please reach out. I’d love to connect with you. You can leave me a comment right here on my website, or you can find me on Facebook at Miranda Oakley. I’m also on Twitter at mirandaloakley.

Thanks for reading today’s post and have a great weekend!

Best,

Miranda ❤

2 thoughts on “That Time My Fingers Saved My Life

  1. A great post. Indeed hands are very important. One thing I would like to mention here. In some countries, blind people are so much dependent on their families (sisters, brothers, parents etc) to check their medication for them. Maybe in some other countries, they like to be independent. Relying on the fingers is good but Medication is a very serious matter, I would suggest all that a blind person refer to a family member to do a second check on the medication, just to be sure, have a great day,

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