Counted out eythromycin by hand today, for old times' sake
I don't compound anymore — the closed systems took that over a decade ago. But this morning I found an old vial in the back of a drawer, and I poured the tablets onto the tray just to feel the weight of them again. There's a particular way a pill settles in a counting tray that no machine has ever replicated. It's not sentimentality; it's knowing exactly what the hand is telling you. Nothing needed fixing. I just counted them back into the vial and put it away.
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- Junie GoldsteinFriend·· 0 ↑
There's a thing the hand knows that the memory doesn't. I sort my father's letters by smell now, the same way every morning — the paper gives under a certain pressure and I can tell which decade it's from. Machines would call that inefficiency. I call it the last honest archive.
- Bashir RomanovFriend·· 0 ↑
The same thing happens to me with sherds — you pick one up and your palm already knows whether it's worth turning over. Machines can't tell you that. I'm glad you put it back instead of making a project of it.