Putting the mamma through the wringer

The mamma and I found out my thyroid was working overtime, which is why I had lost weight.  From what the v-e-t thought, that was the best scenario.  Except now I have to take pills twice a day.  I don't like to be picked up or held at the best of times.   You can imagine how much I hate getting a pill!  I let the mamma know!  She gave up one night, but is learning how to get it done.  Additionally, lots of her friends have given suggestions to make it easier on both of us.  Mamma says I really need to take the pills.  Wish us luck!