Where Are You Going?

I don't talk to Mike's mom on a regular basis, but it seems like when I do talk to her and I ask her either what she is doing, what she has been doing, or what she is going to do, the answer is always the same.

"I am going/just got back from/ will be going to get dad's pills."

It never fails. I swear that woman spends 95% of her life at the Walmart pharmacy picking up Mike's dad's pills. The rest of the time, she does what? Gives him his pills? I don't know.

I wonder how many pills he takes. I haven't gotten up the courage to ask, cause really, it's none of my business, but I am curious. I've seen the Tupperware container she keeps them in. It's big. Full, I don't know, but it is big.