I Have Medicine Novels & Stories

I opened the drawer and got the medicine he needed; apart from being slow in everything, Atlas took special medication that helped him relax and sleep peacefully. “What I'm saying is that it's not safe, his girlfriend...” “I'm not going to Cassie, Nana; I'm going to my child. Can you please stop talking because you're confusing me?” I said as I chose medicine. I also took Ingrid's medicine, as she also got sick quickly. After getting the medicine, I placed it in a brown carry bag and turned, intending to leave, but then saw Gilbert by the door. “Where are you going this time?” He asked, not that I needed to answer him, but I did: “I'm coming with you; don't worry, I'm coming as a friend; it'

“Watch your back.” He nods and without another word he leaves. I lock the door behind him, and return to the kitchen. Madeleine is perched on one of the black stools around the island, holding a glass of water between her hands. She reaches out and pushes my little container of pills across the granite. “Take your medicine.” I throw the pills in the back of my throat, grimacing as I swallow the bitter pills dry. Madeleine pulls a sympathetic face. “Don’t you want water?” she asks.

I muttered. "Don't play with the cell phone. sleep," he ordered. "Sleep? only an aged person like you will sleep at this time." I muttered. oops! I suppose he didn't hear me. I looked at him. He took out some medicines from the stand and had them and drank a glass of water... I noticed his every move. I suppose he is a diabetes patient or he has some heart problems to take the medicine. I moved my focus away from him. I was playing with the cell phone. I got bored.

he ordered. I picked up the packet and looked at its contents. "The medicines you need are there. If you get a fever have paracetamol. And other than that, antibiotics, vitamins, and other necessary medicines are also present there. There is a medicine that you will be taking whenever you will inhale steam, it will make you feel better, and then the other medicine, you have to take that after... " And like that, he started to explain all the medicines to me one after one while I quietly heard and understood all my doses.

Physician: Cynthia, I understand you're not feeling your best, but this medicine is essential to help you recover faster. Cynthia: I appreciate your concern, but I really don't like the taste of medicine. Can't I just rest and let my body heal on its own? Physician: *smiles kindly* I wish it were that simple, my dear. This medicine is specifically designed to target the infection and reduce your fever. It will make the recovery process much smoother. Cynthia: *makes a face* I know it's important, but every time I've taken medicine, it just ruins my taste buds for the whole day.

I kick off the covers and force myself out of bed, my heart still racing as I begin to prepare for the day. As I'm about to grab my backpack for my first class of the day, I remember my morning medicine. I chastise myself. My father drills the importance of these little chalky, bitter pills into my head, especially since hitting puberty. I have been taking them for as long as I can remember, once in the morning and before going to bed at night. I pop the cap off and look inside. My blood runs cold. I mentally count them, tracing back to yesterday. It is then I realize that I didn't take my medicine the night before.

she's plagued with Mgowaukwu * a sickness for the old* but with my help, she's been battling the said sickness. “Will you give me the medicine or do you intend on asking unnecessary questions?” she spits out in anger. This is one of the reasons I hate visiting my patient's houses whenever they're around, it's far easier dropping the medicine on their doorstep. Dropping the last medicine on my back, I turn towards her, “I will be leaving now; make sure to add a little Ugu to the mix, it will aid in thorough digestion.” I smile, although she can't see it," I wish you long life and good health.”

I added, hoping there wouldn't be next time. He nodded in understanding, clapping his hands together. A maid entered the room, carrying a tray of something else. I groaned inwardly, realizing it was probably another dose of the medicine I'd been taking. “I'm cursed,” I muttered under my breath. “Did you say something?” Drake asked, a confused look on his face. I shook my head, smiling at him. “Nothing, I'm just tired.” The maid set the tray down, and I did my best to hide my disappointment. I would rather not take any more medicine, but I knew I had to.

After he r mum left she decides to go outside and water the flowers. She takes a bucket and goes outside with a bucket full of water,as soon as she steps out,a neighbor Mrs Ney was busy with her flowers too.Good morning ma'am Lucinda says ,morning Lucinda how are you?when did you come back.I am ok ma'am she smiled I came back yesterday oooh how is work?Work is fine thank you.Lucinda is one of the people who don't like sharing their life activities, she carries on watering her flowers and plugs in her earphones and starts singing loudly.Mrs Ney's son comes out with a bottle of water in a T-shirt and shorts good morning mum ,morning Dray how are you?I am fine mum wanna do my workout outdoors t

He must be enduring it earlier at the meeting. I grab the purse in my sling bag and take out the medicines in a small box. "Do you always have them?" he confusedly asked. "Yeah, I sometimes have a bad headache, so I needed them to focus on my work." He stares at me while I am finding the right medicine for a fever. "You already look exhausted," he commented. I deeply sigh, "Now I know, how exhausting to handle the company." he only slightly smiles, "Take this, after dinner."