Inner monologue upon finding an unfamiliar pink pill on the bathroom floor
Originally published on Deb on the Rocks
Oh my god. What is this? OH MY GOD?!?!? Who is taking pills? I will not survive these high school years, I won’t.
What
is it, speed, painkiller, what? I’ve never taken anything that looks
like that. What am I going to do? I need to sell this house and
homeschool these kids in Idaho until they are 21.
Crap. I need
to go to the pill I.D. website and describe this thing and find out
what it is. Then I’m going to track down the dealer and go freaky
bloody Kill Bill ninja MILF-on-fire lioness on his pathetic dealing
skanky existence. Who would sell pills to kids?!?! I’m going to pluck
out his eyeballs.
(I reach down to pick up the pill. It feels
somewhat soft, like a soft gel pill.
I bring it close to my face to see
if it has any markings, and I can smell it. It smells like cotton
candy.)
Pill identified: squashed mini jelly bean.
Oh my god, they are slobs but I love them, they are such good kids. I love my sweet sweet babies!!!
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This same situation happened to me a few weeks ago…
I was sweeping the floor in the living room and when I bent down to use the dust pan I noticed a small round pill with an imprint of APO45. Having 4 teens and a 21 year old I immediately assumed that I had found some illegal drug on my floor. I waited until my teens were home and informed them that I wanted to speak to them each privately. One by one I took each child into the living room and took the pill out of my pocket, held it out for each one of them to see of course no one claimed the little pill I was holding. I told them how I found it and that I wanted the truth and still no one claimed the little pill. I was frantic, one of my children brought drugs into the house. What was I going to do? I decided to let it go for a bit and re-group. Just before bed time my 10 year old came to me and told me the pill was his. Oh my f _ _ _ ‘n god I though. My baby is doing drugs and he’s only 10. I went ballistic! The poor kid couldn’t get a word in until I finally had to stop to catch my breath. He calmly goes on to tell me that his friends mom gave it to him because he had an upset stomach but he didn’t want to take it because he knows he isn’t suppose to take pills from anyone but family and the school nurse. I asked him how he found out I had the pill, he told me that his brother was on-line trying to find out what it was, he was sitting at the computer with him. I hope that I never find another un-known pill but if I do I’m heading over to the pill ID sight first before I give myself another mini heart attack…
Tonis last blog post..Expressions for Women having Really Bad Days…
My daughter was with friends and on of them handed out these little pink pills. Her friend took one, but my daughter said no an tried to get her friend to say no. They got upset with her, when she came home she had her friend with her and she told us the story, her friend had drank about 5 beers on top of the pills. I am very proud of my daughter but worried about this guy who is handing out unknown pills. he tells the kids they are pain relievers and when taken with alcohol they get you really drunk. have you heard about anything like this.