You’re supposed be getting ready for your Auntie’s funeral but you have a splitting headache. Mom walks into the kitchen telling you she’s almost ready to go and…”why are you still in your pajamas and… watching cartoons!?” You tell her that you don’t feel well and she asks you if you are too upset to go. That it’ll be okay, it’ll be good for you to see family. “No, mom..I want to go, just my head really hurts.” Mom goes to the cupboard and reaches up on her tiptoes to reach the extra strength Aleve, she’s feeling around while talking and doesn’t notice she grabs the wrong bottle. “Here, go ahead and just take 2, and then go get dressed. We are already running late.”