It is half past noon. I have done no work, not even from bed, where I somehow still am.

My laptop is on, to-do list open. I’ve checked messages, even replied to one or two, but when I go to do something, I find myself several minutes later not having done it.

I’d used the bathroom instead. Or something else? What was it? What was I going to do first, again?

Then I look at my side table. Oh, that makes sense! I am relieved and upset at the same time.

I had forgotten to take my meds last night.