Mother's intuition

The Boy has been taking his antibiotic therapy for that latent TB scare for 150 days. He has 120 days left.

Or, until he gets a clear chest x-ray according to the label on the prescription bottle, which is funny since he had a clear chest x-ray to begin with.

I've been ordering the medication from our old town since they have his script on file, and they keep the medication on hand.

I ordered a two month supply two weeks ago. He takes two 100mg tablets, and they are very tiny. The pills I got are HUGE. The label and instructions were the same, so we continued as usual for four days.

Until Friday, when I got a weird feeling. I examined the tablets and saw "300" on them (which is no small feat since my close vision sucks). Saturday I took both bottles into W.algreens. Sure enough, the new bottle contained 300 mg tablets. We had been giving him 600 mg a day for four days.

We called the pharmacy and left a message. The called back in a panic. We were told to discontinue the meds for this week and they will send out the correct dosage. We destroyed the old pills.

Thank goodness for a mother's intuition.

Boots is still missing. Day 4.