You know what? I get it. I really get it. It wasn't JUST about the meds that day.
I divorced my husband because I was sick one weekend and asked my husband to pick up my medication on his way home. He said he would. When he arrived, he had takeaway for himself, a new video game, and a bag of snacks. No medication. When I asked him about it, he said, “I forgot.” Then he opened his food and asked if I wanted some. That was the moment I realized he could remember everything that made his own day easier, but somehow forgot the one thing I actually needed.