Waipo lessons #2: Taking the pill

Boys I date complain that I am non-committal. My parents believe that I'm travel-crazy to be ready to settle down. My sister just thinks that I am not done flirting.

To be honest, one of my biggest fear about getting married has always been about birth control.

I use to literally cry when I had to take pills. Each pill would take an agonizing half an hour to swallow. Over time, I learned to pretend to swallow then spit it out when my mom's back was turned.

Last summer when I had to take antibiotics for my snakebite, my friends at the Barlow center sat with me to make sure that I actually ate my medicine. Little did they know that I never really swallowed any of them. Needless to say, my foot got infected and became kind of spongy. It was gross.

The other day, my waipo just handed me a packet of vitamin pills and a glass of water.

I fidgeted.

I then started to do my little stockpiling-in-the-cheek trick.

She just sat there and pointed out that she's not stupid.

I was shocked.

So, I swallowed.

And it wasn't too bad.

----- And now, I take my vitamins twice a day.