When I was married I used to have to hide them from my husband. Even though I was taking them for a legitimate medical condition, when he found them he would say they were bad for me and throw them away. So, I had to come up with some pretty ingenious hiding places. The oven worked well since he never cooked anything, let alone baked! I used to duct tape them underneath the bathroom sink and one time when I had a lot, I buried some in a plastic bag in the garden (which worked well until I had to dig up half the garden to find them!) I'm so glad I'm rid of him!!!