I Have Medicine Novels & Stories

Now as I saw them I realized that my head was pounding and my skin was clammy indicating if I didn’t take the medicine it’ll definitely get worse. But, medicines and I weren’t friends. We have been on good terms for as long as I remembered. So I totally ignored them as I made my way toward the apartment door. Not caring one bit that he had been thoughtful enough to bring me soup and medicines, because if he had cared enough to know something about me, he’d know that painkillers make me mad like an overindulged alcoholic on a loose. Adi swore that I turned crazy and drove everyone mad. According to him, half of the people have haf laughing fits seeing the things I’m capable of doing when in t

I wake up the next morning as early as I did yesterday. Maybe even earlier. Sleep and I have been at war lately, and I’m losing badly. No matter how exhausted I feel, my mind just won’t shut off. I’ve tried all the tricks—warm milk, deep breathing, calming music—but nothing works. Last week, my doctor prescribed me some medication to help, but even those feel like a temporary bandage over a wound that refuses to close.

“I understand, sir. I’m working as fast as I can. They have been rather thorough in keeping a tight lid on this, but I’m slowly chipping it away. Don’t worry, sir. It won’t be much longer now.” I bob my head before I chug some of the nasty tasting medicine. If my stomach wasn’t upset before, I’m sure this would make it. I suck in some air and hiss as I wipe the chalky tasting liquid off my lips. “I’ll be looking forward to it. Bye.” “Bye.” I tap the phone to end the call before I take another swig of the awful medicine. It doesn’t hurt to have just a little more. Right.

A tear rolls down my pale face at the thought of being alive any longer. I open the door to the medicine cabinet and search hurriedly through the few pill bottles sitting so still and patient as my hands shake furiously, trying to find the strongest content. But the only thing I see is aspirin, ibuprofen, and other normal things that only a perfectly healthy human would keep in their medicine cabinet.

I said, looking away. "I am sorry, but I know you very well. You hardly fall sick. And you know you hate medications. How will you get well fast?" she asked. "I will get well fast, don't worry," I said, lowering my gaze. "Well, you have a lot of medication to dig in for the next few days. Are you ready for it?" She asked, showing me a bunch of medicine in her hands. My stomach churned at the sight of them. God, I hate taking meds.

"Has he sensed anything? No, there should be nothing related to pregnancy in medicine. I have warned the clerk that there should not be any words related to pregnancy on the package of the medicine. But I did not check it after the clerk gave me the medicine. Did the clerk obey my orders? I do not know... What if she did not obey my orders and Freddy found out that I am pregnant..." I talk to myself. There is sweat coming out of my hands and my hands are totally wet. I try not to tremble and shout loudly, "Do you tell everyone what medicine you take?"

And once again as usual I got amazed at the note which came the parcel along with the parcel as I was unable to understand why would someone give me the medicine as I was perfectly alright but when I saw the bottle of medicine suddenly something started playing around my eyes as if I know about this medicine And after very brief thinking I remembered that actually this is the bottle of the medicines which I always carry with me and when I opened my bag I came across the fact that the number of medicine in the bottle is very less it wasn't exactly less but I would say it was just one so someone has sent this bottle for me so that there shouldn't be any issue for me for using it because from l

he grinned mischievously. I smiled and pressed our lips together. "Let's go. No more playing around during the shower or else we're gonna be late." But he suddenly stopped while looking somewhere. I looked at what he was looking at. My eyes widened slightly when I saw my medications displayed on the bedside table. "What are those?" He asked. I quickly faced him with an awkward smile. "S-Some of them are my vitamins and some are medications for my headaches. My head hurts a lot lately so Ev gave me medicine," I lied.

At least half the time he's with me. "I'm wondering when you'll request to take your medicine." Shit! I thought he'll forget that. I hate taking pills but if I don't take them, I won't get well again. What I hate more than medication is being sick. I check the time on my watch. It's not too late. "Do you have them?"

“No.” Adrian didn’t speak, he doesn't need to. I flipped through the pages faster now there were private transfers, payment records, consultation notes and a list of medications..One of them was highlighted in red and familiar because I knew that name. It had appeared in my own medical records in the life I already lived, the exact same drug Richard’s doctors had insisted was necessary, rhe same one that had slowly hollowed me out while everyone smiled and told me to stay strong. My stomach twisted tears almost falling from my eyes.